Wilson tried to give baby William a short lesson in ant-catching, but eventually conceded that he probably wasn't old enough yet. Despite not having caught any ants, William had got quite muddy, so Jenny suggested perhaps it was time to go home.
Back at Jen's house Wilson had a glass of squash and a biscuit then played happily with William's toys, before finally falling fast asleep on the floor, hand-in-paw with the baby. Sweet!
Before we left he handed Jen a small jar of ants, saying 'It's just a little something for the baby, Miss Jenny!'
On the drive home, W confided that being a parent looked much harder than he'd expected — he'd previously thought his Mum, Mrs Vermilingua, just made heavy weather of it!
'I would like a cub of my own one day though,' he added, 'Once I meet the right lady.'
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