Dog to dog blog: another day on the boat

Hi guys

I'm just giving grandpa a hand to tyoe this, nose under the elbow job, so the spelling may be a bit unconventional. Mummy dropped me off here this morning, much better than spending the day in the house on my tod, or with just the cat for company. The fire is lit, so lots of good kipping in the warm, and we had an excellent run first thing in the running-about-field.

Friends from last year were about, whicxh was cool. Duffy the whippet cross Bedlington terrier has grown uop loads, and we had some good fun chasing her tennis ball. We also ran some races, but, incredibly, Duffy is faster than me, amazing.

After a bit, Katie the low slung something (can't remember what) also arrived and potterde about. She looks like a Cardigan corgi cross, but I'm sure I remember form last year that she's not. Anyway, long amnd low to teh ground, so not very fast, but good fun to be with.

The weather was pretty much like the comntents of a poo bag, frankly, so after charging about, I was glad to get back on board and stack soem more zeds.

After lunch, I took both AGPs for a decent walk; we went along the canalside to a bridge that got klnocked dowmn last year (you can still see the clean brickwork), then over the canal, back along it a bit into and out of Findern village and finally some dull plodding along a road and abck into the marina. Got lots of admiration from passers by, and once back, met up with Katie again. TTHere followed one of gthose tedfious times with the humans yacking away whilst we stood round gettiong cold, but at last we came back to the boat and I could get my head down.

Hopefully, Mum is comimng to pick me up later, and I can get an early night. These fireworks ahve been keeping us up till midnight for the last couple of weeks, and I'm really pee'd ogg with them.

Not much esle to say; I'll try and get Grandpa to take some photos of my friends for next time, but don't hold your breath, he seems to think that two leads, poo bag dispenser, treat bag and spare coat is a lot to cayrry.

Loads of licks,

Your friend

Sally