Stout is two today

. Time has flown by

. Happy birthday to his brother Fletcher and his other brother and five sisters wherever they are.
He has had a fab birthday weekend at the doodle fest, it was lovely of Pam and Aunty Barb to arrange such a lovely birthday party for him

. He was in dood heaven running around like a nutter, mud, treats, big comfy hotel bed with nice clean crisp white sheets to take over and lots of fuss from people.
He went to see his great gran in Telford on the way home, but was so worn out after all the fun, spent the whole time snoozing on her floor

. He has just been playing ball in the park with his mates, and is now snoozing on the sofa

well, it is his birthday. He has got some presents but is too tired at the mo to bother with them
