Shopping in the village

Today being sunny and a little warmer than of late, Wilson popped in to the village to buy more ingredients for his 'warm snow' invention.

When he returned he had just one tub, explaining cheerfully, 'Talcum powder is way more expensive than I expected — its cost might jeopardise my entire invention!'

I was puzzled why he didn't seem at all upset by this realisation, so I enquired whether he'd done anything else while he was out.

'Well, it's funny you should ask,' he replied, 'but I was right by the Travel Agents and they've got some brilliant deals — it would probably be cheaper to go away on holiday than it would be to stay at home…'

Also, Wilson has just told me that today is World Pangolin Day, so he'll be cooking something a bit special for dinner tonight, by way of celebration!

Designing a poster

One of Wilson's friends, Ms Jan, has suggested a name for his 'warm snow' product: 'No Freeze.' 

W was very taken by this and, never one to let the grass grow under his paws, has already designed a promotional poster for it, re-spelling and branding it NOFREEEZ.

'I've got to get this on the market straight away, New Dad!' he explained excitedly, 'This is a product just waiting to happen, and I don't want someone else pinching my idea — like they did with my Odd Socks invention!'

He's made a very nice job of the poster but, although he's excited, I do wish he wouldn't stand on the furniture.

A brisk walk in the fresh air!

Wilson has a lot on his mind at the moment, what with the games he's developing, his Periodic Table of Ants and his new invention, Warm Snow. Then there's his worries about Uncle Zoltan abducting the children. I hope all this isn't getting on top of him.

Recalling the Animal Psychiatrist's advice about Exercise and appropriate Anteaterly Activities, this morning, before he had time to protest, I took him out for a nice brisk walk in the fresh air.

He didn't enjoy it, moaning all the way about how walking was a waste of time when we have cars, and pointing out that, since real snow is so cold, his Warm Snow (still awaiting a marketing name — suggestions welcomed) would assuredly be an unqualified hit!

A surprising invention

Wilson looked very thoughtful as he vacuumed up all the spilt talcum powder in the living room, and shortly after he'd finished I found him in the kitchen.

'Don't speak, New Dad!' he warned me, 'Don't interrupt my chain of thought! I am inventing… Warm Snow!'

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Please feel free to Share and re-post Wilson's Adventures — you'd make an ambitious young anteater very happy!

Letter of complaint

Finally, after literally hours of speculation and excitement, Johnson Major and Johnson Minor tore open their parcel. 

It's difficult to say what happened next, as everything in the room disappeared in a cloud of whiteness! There was much coughing and laughing as the boys played in the snowdrift of what turned out to be talcum powder.

A little later, while the boys still threw the dusty white powder at each other and ran around in the mess, Wilson found a note that had accompanied the pot of talc: it was a letter of complaint addressed to Messrs. Johnson & Johnson, grumbling about the 'inadequate packaging' of their product.

W tossed the missive aside, sighing, 'I suppose I'm going to be the one who has to Hoover all this up...'

Johnson & Johnson

There was much excitement this morning when the postman delivered a parcel addressed to Johnson & Johnson. The Johnson Brothers have never received any mail before, let alone a mysterious package, so they and Polly spent a long time just staring at it excitedly and speculating over its possible contents.

Wilson is beside himself with curiosity, and can barely contain himself — I think if the Johnsons or Polly don't unwrap it soon he might explode!

Stain removal

Today the bees agreed to try to clean up the mess Wilson had made when dying his curtains. 

While W looked on anxiously, they got out the cleaning materials (a top-secret product containing Royal Jelly) and set-to with mop and bucket. The stain has not completely vanished, but it does look quite a lot better than before.

W has promised that he'll ask me before he dyes anything else. 

And read the instructions.

And wear rubber gloves.