Farm life for us will do

Daisy loves farming. She is just like the real Daisy, who she met for the first time this week. Except that the real Daisy is so busy chasing birds, and fighting snakes, and following Christine the farmer's wife around, that she has little time for socialising.

It rained just about the whole weekend on the farm here in KwaZulu Natal in South Africa, but there were a couple of breaks in the weather, and so Zack and Daisy did some tourism of their own. Here they are on the high parapet of the deck, looking towards Hilton hill.

At least that is what they call it.

Those birds better watch out

Back home in 'Arnglaytear' as Daisy tries to say ever since she spied a French poodle down the road, the seagulls are just too big for these two. But in Pretoria they saw their favourite hunting sport - doves - and were fascinated by the Yellow Weavers in the big tree outside their window.

They got a bit of a fright when a large peel of thunder reminded them that the highveld of Gauteng is renowned for its fierce electrical storms, but once they remembered where they were, they wished they could be outside in the warm African rain, chasing the flying ants and searching for frogs in the muddy garden beds.

Musical paws

Zack is quite musical really. He loves all kinds of music, and quite wishes he had the manual dexterity to be able to play the piano. Oh for opposable thumbs, he thinks. Here he looks longingly at Barb Bartz' fancy Clavinova.

It's just a fancy pancy name for an electric piano, but it did manage to fool Daisy, who is trying to figure out if Clavinova is Russian for something you can eat.