SUNDAY 24th July: Walkies - at last
Cato:
Auntie Jane couldn't come. Something about cricket and the weather, and stuff. Weird. But it meant that we could take Dad and show him Town Park. Tara really just wanted to show him where she fell in, and maybe fall in again...
Anyway, here are some interesting sniffy holes. I widdled on the tree. Well, you have to, don't you?
It was LOVELY to be able to run and sniff again, even if Tara came too! We got there really early, and left before 8.30am. Best Sunday EVER!
Lots of other people were there early too
There are squirrels EVERYWHERE!
And ducks and geese and stuff. We considered hunting the ducks, but the scary geese were a bit close, so we went in another, better, more sniffy direction.
See the muddy bit? In the winter, it is deeper than my nose in muddy water. But today we walked right up to the willow and sniffed. It smelled muddy, but it wasn't really.
Tara: One of my benches.
Duck hunt!!! They were so scaredy, they ran into the water. Haha!
This is me showing Dad where I went swimming. And maybe hunting ducks too. I would have got them, if only wimpy Cato hadn't got in the way.
This is where those crocususesus things were. But look how big and fun to run in it woz.
Can you see Cato? He went on strike. Hahaha! He wanted a lift. But we walked off, and he had to run to catch up. So I beat him up. Mum says sorry the pics are a bit fuzzy, but my superfastninjaness was too fast for the pic thing. Cato is blurry cos he is just wonky.
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