SATURDAY 13th Feb: Street Slog and a bit of beach
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Sidney:
Window open ALL day, from before breakfast til human bedtime. My kingdom awaits.
Later, humans.
Cato:
I think our blog is being ruined by human building stuff. Apparently we had to walk on the streets so much because of Tara and the forked lead, and for photos of houses on the slippy leaf road. Not that there are slippy leaves any more. They have all mushed away all winter. So, lots of photos.
Mum has tried to make up for it with a video of Tara beating me up. Twice.
It was very cold.
We got lots of treats though. We have to sit on the kerb before we cross the road. So we get to the kerb. Mum puts her hand in her pocket and gets two treats out. I sit. I sit up in Meerkat position and stare adoringly at Mum's treat hand. Tara stares around, has a scratch. Watches the traffic. Tara notices we have stopped. Tara sees me Meetkatting. Tara slaps her bum down on the ground and starts whining at Mum's treat hand. Mum gives us a treat each. I take it delicately, with manners. Tara tries to fit the whole of Mum's hand and wrist into her mouth. Mum wipes Tara's slobber off onto her coat. We cross the road.
This is an ancient post box. See the generations of widdle around the base?
These are all from the slippy leaf road.
Sniff:
It is one of the posh bits of town.
Mum can chunter about architectural features, but I will spare you that. Basically, you are supposed to be noticing bay window decoration, tiled entries and front doors. Sigh.
Mum says this house is empty, overgrown and needs lots of love. She says she would love it for the roof of the bay window alone! And restoring the tiles in the entrance way would be a labour of love.
This is posh offices:
Sniff:
This is a big house broken into flats:
Tara
Then we got to beach. I had been really good on the lead. Mum had to grab my collar so I didn't knock Cato over as he was pooing. It would have been fun pulling him over, but I had to be good, didn't I?
Then we had a little time on the beach before I found Dad at a cafe table. Aren't I brilliant finding him like that? Turns out our whole walk was looking for him, and then I, Me, not Cato, found him. Dad was sooo pleased to see us, and said how clever i was. And he gave us treats and fussed us.
This is us on the beach.
Me beating up Cato:
Me beating him up again. For longer:
And this is Cato heading for the steps to escape me beating him up again! Hahaha!
Mum:
Sorry about the video quality. It was taken on my phone. Looks best if you shrink the box as small as possible!
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