Special trip alert! Mum and Dad took me and Molly to Fowlmead country park today. It’s an amazing place with so many great smells and trails. And because it’s built for BMXing there are loads of mud puddles too. Apparently it used to be a colliery and it has since been turned into this fantastic place to walk, run, jump, bark, sniff, walk, run, bark, pull on the lead…you get the picture.
I can’t wait to go back! That said, I really hope Mum and Dad don’t get the ‘He’s a bordoodle’ t-shirts they keep joking about before our next visit. Apparently so many people keep asking what breed I am (because I’m so handsome), that signage would be helpful ☺
You’ve been keeping track of the way back, right?
Ah, it’s been another busy day for me. Wreaking havoc is hard work!
Today, I have: bitten Dad’s big toe (by mistake – I thought it was a shoe) so hard that it bled; stolen Grandad’s reading glasses and two of his best crossword pens; drunk out of Granny’s tea and Mummy’s cup of coffee – when they had just been made, peed on my ice pop toy in the garden; dug a hole in the flowerbed (while growling and barking at it) and tried my very best to jump over the baby gate so that I could go upstairs to find Daddy…even though I don’t actually know how to climb the stairs yet.
I also had a great time chasing my friend Molly round Granny’s and Grandad’s big field…finishing off with a lie down, yes a lie down, in the stinky pond. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings…