Ruminations of Pilot the Pooch (15)
A week or so ago, we all went to the seaside, but the beaches were so crowded, Dad drove inland a bit. The twins were upset – they were looking forward to swimming (and so was I) and an ice-cream each (and so was I), but we had a picnic in a wood with not a soul in sight, which was great. On the way home, I was allowed to have my head out of the window, which I love. Come to think, we are going out a lot now – lots of walks. Mum says we’ve never been so fit. She’s ever so happy now she’s had her hair and nails done. Time I had mine done, I suppose – I look awful scruffy. Still, no need to rush, eh?