I'm shattered!

ZZzzzzzz

Oh - hi - sorry, I'm dog-tired.

Mum and Dad went out this morning.  I'm sure they said is was something involving 3 dogs this morning... "a peal of treble-dogging" they said... Mum explained it was somat to do with that bellringing lark again... boring!   So I had a lie in while they did that, though Pat very kindly popped in to give me elevenses and a trip down the garden; she is such a well-trained human!


Anyway, this afternoon Mum asked if I'd like to go out .... is the Pope Catholic?

Pat and Bo went too - it was a glorious afternoon and we walked almost 3 miles there and back along a section of the Humber Bank that's got  a proper path.   I need to remember to tell Dad where it is as the bit he takes me on is slippery mud.

We met a few other people and other dogs. Mum said I was a bit of a naughty boy some of the time and a very good boy the rest of the time. Why is it naughty to want to play with every dog I meet?   I don't get it, but Mum says I have to have her permission and I find it almost impossible to remember that. so I have to stay with Mum on the lead when there are others around.   She lets me go off and explore when nobody else is around though, so that's nice and I go back to her when she says "come" as I know there'll be something in it for me when I arrive!

Now... back to snoozing for me... wake me up when it's tea time please!