The next day I went to a very nice sweet shop. The people behind the counter give everyone tastes of their fudge and it is delicious. There is every sort of sweet you can imagine in that shop.
While I was there I met a really nice boy, who shared some of his sweets with me and told me that I could go home to stay at his place. That was great, because I was starting to feel a bit lonely.
We went for a walk and we got on wheely well.
(I hope you got my joke.)
When we got home, the boy put me on his swing and pushed me for a while and then we chased each other around the garden - until I accidentally nearly tripped his Mum up while she was hanging out the washing and so she put me in time out for a little while.
I hung around for a bit ... get it? The views were really nice this high up, so I didn't really mind.