WEDNESDAY 24th Feb: Holidays are exhausting!
Mum: Lots of photos today. Skip 'em if they bore you!
Cato: Soooooo tired! We had 3 long walks today. Three!
first one was in Hebden Bridge. Mum said we was gonna have lovely doggy cakes and beer in a lovely cafe. But there was flooding a few weeks ago, and our cafe was closed while being un-flooded.
so we had a breakfast sausage sitting in the freezing cold (ice on puddles!) outside a not-doggy cafe. Not very nice. But then we had a walk along the canal,
and Mum and Dad played in the park on these machines. Say after me: humans are weird.
then Mum wanted a coffee. Normally coffee tables are boring. But this one had a great view
wish i hadn't been on a lead!
Mum sat and looked at these boring flowers, while i was pigeon hunting.
then we all got back in the car and went to Haworth. There was another park
and we played Truffle Hound, blinking in the sun
and a very steep hill wot made us tired, so we sat in the warm pub and rested, but Mum and Dad kept wandering off, and we got worried.
Walk 3 was back down the humungous hill. We snored all the way home in the car, and Tara hasn't bounced on me at all, since the canal! I have never seen her worn out before. It is lovely.
Mum:
Going to step in here, because neither C or T have any interest in the following, but i do!
at the top of the horrendous and exhaustingly steep (we all agree on this!) hill in Haworth are the church and vicarage of the Bronte sisters who wrote Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights, and other books. Their father was the vicar.
so we had a good look round the church and vicarage museum, taking it in turns, while the other human sat with the dogs in this lovely pub and ate lunch.
the church
The view from the church door (side entrance)
Down a side alley
the street opposite the church. Don't often see the word Apothecary any more!
The pub next door to church where we had a dog friendly lunch. (check out the menu!)
the view down the steep walk back to the car
Tara:
I am very tired. And they kept leaving us! And i was worried they wouldn't come back. See how worried i am?
but some nice ladies kept stopping and saying how beautiful i am, and stroking me, and fussing. One girl in the pub place rubbed my neck for 20 mins. It was lovely. She sat on the floor with me and Cato, cos we were snoozing lying on Mum's coat. She had put it on the floor so we could have a snuggle-bed that felt like home.
Mum says I am being very clever and grown up now, and haven't had any accidents. Of course i haven't. I keep asking to go out cos i want to meet the horses.
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