We've been dog sitting today; Sally came and joined us whilst Elanor went to an event at her riding stables. She's spent a fair bit of the day whining gently to herself and peering out of the bow doors to see if her mummy is in sight, but did enjoy a walk up to Fradley with us.
It gave her a chance to sort out some untidy ducks, who were chivvied back onto the water, and she had a chat with the woman from Poacher, currently tied behind us, who used to be involved in Doberman rescue. Apparently, this whinging noise is typical Dobie.
I'm pleased to report that there was a lot of room on the visitor moorings at Fradley; whether my tweet and post had stirred things up, or whether Sue from No Problem had done the trick, I'm not sure, but a lot of boats have moved on.
Tomorrow, we plan to boat down to Branston Water Park.
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