Eventually I came because I was quite tired plus Mum has water in the car plus I didn't want to go without dinner. Was I sorry? Only that I had to leave.
Here's what I looked like:
It's a shame computers haven't got scratch-n-smell yet because I'd been in the stinky mud and and I smelt TERRIBLE. So I got to stink the car out and cover everything with mud, plus get mud and blood on the outside of the car. Then, just so everyone would think Mum was carrying around a dog who had been in a fight, I sat in the back window so all the other drivers behind us could see me. How cool am I? Mum says I'm a jerk. I don't know what that means but I think it's like 'good boy, Spider'.