Neil, the Shetland Sheepdog, here! My mother is busy so I am taking this opportunity to tell you about my very first soccer game. My mother’s niece was playing so I went along to lend my support. Uh, they won 2–0. I was obviously the good luck mascot. I was very well behaved while I was there. I was a bit nervous, of course, and “shook” accordingly. I don’t like loud noises and the parents were quite rowdy! The soccer field was Astroturf. My mother kept telling me not to pee on it. What was that all about? Like I would! After the game a lady came over to say hello to me. She told me that I was pretty. I may just have to go to more games in the future. It’s great for a guy’s ego.Until next time!