Vaskedag.

English down below.

Da vi var ude at køre idag, hørte jeg min mor og far snakke om vask. Uha, tænkte jeg. Skal jeg vaskes???

Vi kom til sådan et sted, hvor der er en vaskehal med en masse børster. De kørte bilen derind og tog mig med ud. 

Jeg kunne se bilen igennem en dør med et vindue i. Den var helt dækket af skum.

Der kørte nogle store børster rundt på den.

Nu er den snart færdig.

Ja, uha så er den færdig. Tænk hvis det nu er min tur...

Så vil de store børster køre rundt på mig...

og bagefter vil børsterne fra loftet køre ned ovenpå mig...

Lad mig komme væk...

Moar, hjælp mig...

Måske er det en dør jeg kan smutte ud af!!

Ok, hvis I lover at jeg ikke skal i bad her, så vil jeg love at sidde pænt.

Det var heldigvis kun bilen de tog i bad. Jeg hader bad!

In English:

Washing.

When we were out driving today, I heard my mom and dad talk about washing. Oh, I thought. Am I going to be washed??? 

We came to such a car wash with a lot of brushes. They drove the car in there and took me out.

I could see the car through a door with a window. It was completely covered in foam.

Some big brushes was running all over the car.

Now it will soon be finished.

Oh, no now is it finished. What if it is my turn now ...

Then the big brushes will run all over me ...

and later the brushes from the ceiling will run down on top of me ...

Let me get out of here ...

Mummy, help me....

Maybe this is a door, so I can get out !!

Ok, if you promise I'm not are going to bath here, then I will sit nicely.

Luckily it was only the car that have been washed. Not me, I hate bath!!

 Vuff....see you next time.