I came across this wooden pull-along rabbit, or as I prefer to call it raddit, at Granny's house.
It proved to be good fun to walk round and round and round (or wound and wound and wound) Granny's garden, pulling it.
I can make it go round corners (cohnahs).
And down paths.
And over the grass.
And back again.
so I got Daddy to pull that along.
I kept him at it for quite a long time. I know Daddy is very clever - the cleverest person that Granny knows - and I feel that this means that duck-pulling is a very suitable occupation for him. Did he do it when he was a little boy, Nanny? He seems to have a talent for it.
(Sorry about the blue words above. I don't know why they won't un-blue but then, I'm only two. Daddy would know.)