So the Mum says that I have to go and practice my weave polls every day in the back yard. She says that practice makes perfect. She hasn’t gotten any pictures of me doing it lately, so I’m putting up this one of my brother Chase, who is in MY bed, and he shouldn’t be. UGH. It’s my bed! Maybe I’ll go on some Orlando vacations and find a bed there that is just for me!
So but anyway the weaves are kinda hard and I don’t really get them yet. You have to move back and forth and back and forth and it’s really odd. And I’m not sure where is a good starting point either. So the Mum says every day, just like if I was learning to play the piano. And I don’t know how to play the piano but maybe it would be easier than the weaves!