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Friday, 18 August 2017

Squished! Several Times!

HOME! We made it! What a day!

We were forever and ever and ever on buses and trains. It started with a bus ride from almost outside our kennelblock in that HeadinBurger place, then a short workywalkies weaving through the oceans of human back legs again. Next came a brief ride in one of those magic boxes (the ones that change the outside while the doors are closed, so, when they open again we are somewhere different). Then came the forever train ride. It was a mega squishy train ride. Not a comfy train ride. Mum and Dad were a bit stressed because several manhumans were rather unfriendly and unhelpful at the station and getting onto the train. instead of getting to sit in the disabled people's seats, where I get space to lie down properly, we were squished into a tiny place. There were just the two seats for Mum and Dad and I had to squidge myself into the tiny space underneath the seats as best I could. There wasn't really room for a labrador under there though, so I had to spill out into the space where Mum and Dad's back paws belonged. This meant that we were all very uncomfortable for the whole 4 and a half hours. Mummy and Daddy were not very happy and that makes me sad too! We were all very glad to get off when we reached that crazy busy London place.

It was great to get out and do a little workywalkies to find the bus stop (and a tree! Phew!). The bus journey was a bit squashy. I had to squeeze right up onto Mum's back paws to allow a minihuman's wheeliesieat to fit in the space with our wheeliecases too. It was OK though. At least I could sit upright, which is more than i had been able to do on the train!

When we got off the bus, we were at another train station. This one is apparently called Pawdington. I took Daddy for a brief walkies while Mummy stayed to look after all the bags. He made me sit beside this strange hard teddybear with a hat on. Then by a bench seat with the same teddy on it. This teddy was eating but it didn't smell very interesting. Apparently this Pawdington Bear is very famous!

The final train journey was a lot nicer. There was a nice manhuman at the station who helped us to get into the posh seats. I had space to stretch out in comfort under the table! Yippee! Mummy and Daddy were happier too. When their mouths go up at the corners it makes me happier too!

At the end of aaaaaaallllll this journeying, I got to workywalkies Mummy all the way from the station to our floatyboatyhome in its floatyboatykennel. Daddy came with aaaaallll the baggage in a taxi. We arrived at the same time!

It is good to be home! We have had a huge adventure and it has been fantabulous. But it is good to be home.

Sofasnuggles time! Most definitely! Mummy......legs please....pillow needed here.......

3 photos:
Mum and me in front of the big red train that had us all squished up. This in on the platform at Kings Cross Station.
Me beside the very hard Pawdinton Bear.

Me by the seat with Pawdington Bear on it.


Thursday, 17 August 2017

Well Chuffed, or Well Choo'd (Chewed).... ?

Steak! I got steak! YuuUUUuuummmmyyyy! It was only a tiny morsel. Mummy saved it for me from her dinner. She said it was a little treat for our last day of hollibobs. It was super yummylicious! I think I rather like steak!

It was at the end of another day of lots and lots of guDug..guDug on the trains and lots of bumpety bumping on buses too. We got a bus from our humankennel in Avoch (pronounced Ohch) to In The Mess, then I took Daddy walkies (well, a dog has to do what a dog has to do!) while Mummy looked after allll the luggage. Then it was workywalkies to the train station and onto the guDug...guDug. Apparently, it should have taken us all the way to this Headinburger (I think I would prefer a burger in tum!) place. It didn't though; it stopped in some place called Pawth and the grid on the ceiling told us that it wasn't going any further. Something to do with no driver. So we had to get off and go to the other side of the station, wait a bit (a welcome chance to take Mummy workywalkies to find a suitably dry tree that needed watering), and then get onto another guDug..guDug train for the rest of the journey.

We finally reached HeadinBurger and then it was more workywalkies to find a bus. There were humanlegs everywhere! It was waaaaaay crazy-busier than last time we walked that street. I had to work my paws off looking after Mum and guiding her through it all! It was a good challenge! When we got on the bus, I found Mummy a seat and we set off. A couple of stops later, a very wobbly manhuman got on. He was talking all burred and couldn't stand up properly but he made a super fuss of me in between all his wobbles! Mum says he was sozzled. I just thought he was nice....

The bus dropped us off in a place we've never been before and we had to find our new kennelblock for tonight. I was glad to get to our kennel - it was past my dinnertime! Mummy sorted that out for me and I wasted no time in dealing with my bit of the duty. Then it was off to the human yummyery downstairs. I enjoyed the snooze without the guDugging while Mum and Dad noshed. That bit of steak was just the perfect wake-up though!

Afterwards, I took Mummy and Daddy workywalkies a little way along a very busy road and then we found a parkyplace. Well....it would have been so wrong to ignore that wouldn't it? Ooooohhh! I did enjoy that little freerun! All along a path beside a stream - and I was nice to Mummy - I did manage to 'stay out of the water'.....just.....it almost dragged me in but I thought I would show Mum that I do know what the recall whistle means!

Now....If I get a little tiny bit of steak at the end of a big hollibobs like this one......would I get a big bit of steak at the end of a little hollibobs?

2 photos
1 me trying to snooze by Dad's back paws, squeezed in behind our big wheeliebag
2 Me sitting looking very hopefully at Mummy coz she opened the purple backpackbag that I know had my treats in it!


Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Trapped and Frothed!

Furbal Essences Beautiful Ends! Alledgedly this is a much more acceptable aroma than FishRot Essences. I hugely disagree but do I get a choice in this matter? NOPE! I got frothed! Mum lured me into the warm rain box here in the humankennel. She got in with me then shut the door. I was trapped! She even kept the door shut when she told me to 'big shake' so I couldn't even reap my revenge by decorating the whole room!

Haarrrrruuummmpppphhh! My ends smelled peerfectly wonderful after that delightful discovery on the beach! That warm wet frothy assault was quite uncalled for!

Mum says she is trying to work out how to wrap me completely in something called Clingfilm when I go freerunning so that she can just peel off whatever I roll in. Heeeelllllppppp someone please!

Monday, 14 August 2017

Grott Bags!

Soggy Doggy Day.

We went workywalkies to the bus stop, then rode on a big bouncy bus for a long way (Dad says the buses are coaches around here - that's why they bounce extramuch). When we got off we were apparently at some place called John O Grotts. Well the leakysky was very grotty! I like water when I can get into it but when it tries to get into me it makes my head and tail hang down all sad. Then the water drips off the end of my nose.

We went inside as much as we could - into shops and yummyeries. Mum asked me to 'big shake' outside each time before we went in. I was a good boy and did do a big shake when asked to but I thought it was a bit mean. A big shake inside is much more satisfying when there is lots of stuff to decorate with spatters.

We were meant to be going on a big bobbyboat to check out the wildlife apparently. We didn't go though because the manhuman said the weather was too bad. So, we went into a final yummyery, where Mum and Dad both had pointy things with cold slurpystuff on top. I sat very patiently at Mum's paws and waited. I may just have left a little extra puddle on the floor in front of me coz that little pointy thing made my mouth drip rather seriously! Mum surrendered to my gaze of starvation and let me have a taste of the end of her pointy thing. Oooooooohhhhhh YYYUUUUUMMMMMM! Maybe she does love me......

The long bouncy bus ride back ended at a biggish Tescos - the most important bit of workywalkies of the day: We got me some more food! Well, thank Tescos for that! I don't want to run out of nosh!

Mum says I still have workywalkies to do this evening. Apparently we are going to one of those places where noisy moving pictures happen on the huge wall and there are little white crunchy clouds to hoover from the floor.......

Photo shows Mum, Dad and me beneath a sticky-up pole with lots of sticky-out sticks on top. Apparently it says John O Grotts on top. Mum wouldn't let me send any weemails at that post! 'Inappropriate' She said. But it is clearly a very strategic point for humans (loads of them were using one-eyed-clickyboxes at it). So, if it strategic for humanses then why can't it be strategic for pooches too? Huff!

Injun Buffy!

Positive guiding! That's what Mum says I'm doing super well at! Well! I can take that praise thank you very much. I'm just enjoying doing my job in new places. It is all much more exciting and interesting than plodding around the same old familiar streets. Everything smells so different here! Even Mum says so! She says the air is clean and fresh. To me it is carrying a million different stories and I want to read them all!

Today we took a very short workywalkies to a pointy church where I got oodles of fusses. I think it was a bit of a happy novelty having a pooch in the pews!

After that, we went for a bit of a wander around town, then back to our kennel for a brief while. Then Mum stayed to rest her paws and to deal with some clicketyfingersing stuff while I took Dad for another exploring session.

After my dinner, we set off workywalkies again to find a human yummyery. It made my mouth do some serious dripping. It smelled soooooooo good. It must have been good - Mum failed to drop anything more than a couple of those tiny white long dots. I dutifully hoovered them but they were not what I was smelling! Mum said it was called an Injun Buffy or something. There were some big round crunchies called poppadogs. She even failed to drop crumbs from them! Huffffff!

I endured that torture just long enough to get me out for a much needed wee, then another workywalkies leading to a very welcome freerun beside some huge crumbling building beside the rocky beachplace, and with some delicious long grass all along the way. Mum says she hopes it will sort out my parpy problem! I don't know what she means! There is a bit of a nasty niff that keeps drifting around but it is fine if you just move away! Mum blames it on the beach-cleaning that i did yesterday when I went off on a mission across the rocks. It was tasty but I'm not telling what it was. That is my secret. Anyway - what has yesterday's snacking got to do with the niffypuffs today?

The freerun ended when I had to go back to work to guide Mum back to the kennel via a long road with no pavements. We stopped off for a bit of a rest on the pawmenade where we sat and watched the hotball fall down the sky. Well....Mum and Dad watched it rather more than I did. I was rather more interested in watching the pair of Samoyeds walking about across the way!

Photo shows Mum sitting on the pawmenade wall with me lying beside her with my front paws dangling over the edge. Mum is gazing out to the ocean, my head is turning hard to watch over my shoulder.

Sunday, 13 August 2017

Bye Bye Bobby!

The adventure continues!

Bye bye bobbyboat. Hello long bus ride then long train ride. Worth it though...... we are now apparently in a place called Thurso, in another human kennelblock. After arriving and getting bags all into our kennel, we set off for a welcome workywalkies explore. It led us to a BEEEEEEAACH!! YAYAYAY! Big flat sand for big crazy zoomies! Ooooh! that was good to do!

6 photos of me on Thurso Beach:
1 There is beach to my right
2 There is beach to my left
3 I shall choose THIS pebble
4 I shall dig it and dig it and dig it
5 I shall dig it some more....
6 killed it!

Friday, 11 August 2017

Bibbly Bobbly Boat!

Loch Oich Oik! That's what Mum called me! Or, she said maybe it should be Oachley's Loch Oich.....Whatever....... It was a tad chilly but worth it! Just a few ball-fetches and then off for a nice leisurely freerun along a track through the trees. That meant loads of weemail exchange opportunities. I'm getting to grips with the lingo here now.

All that was after a very lazy snoozy morning in our very bibbly-bobbly bobbyboat. The sky was very leaky and the air was super huffy, so bobbyboat was bibblybobbling all night. We were OK inside though - it was just a bit jiggly and noisy.

We went for a bit of a cruise across this Loch Oich again today after the air stopped huffing so hard. It seems it was a journey for Dad to use his one-eyed-clickybox. That meant I got another leisure walkies! No complaints there!

We are now back at the bobbyboat kennel where we started and I took Daddy out again this evening and we came back to find Mummy had packed everything into bags and wheeliecase again. it seems this is our last night of bobbyboat holibobs.

I was super helpful to Mummy this evening. She was doing something she called making-a-packed-lunch. She opened little round things of tuna. The smell made me drip very seriously. Mum needed to drain the water out of it and the only place for it to go was my bowl! Well....it just had to be disposed of didn't it? Yummylicious! Then, when she had finished there was a round mixing bowl thingy that needed to be washed up. I did a very good and thorough job of it! Mum says I am seriously spoiled. I thing I was simply being super helpful! Sluuurrrppppp!

2 photos of me swimming in Loch Oich. In both, I have my new yellow big ball in my mouth. in one I am sideways on with reflections in the water beside me. In the other I am facing forward with sploshes of water droplets spraying up above my nose.


Thursday, 10 August 2017

Bobby Booby Bobby!

Nope! Can't find this Messie Monster. I've searched and searched today.
Apparently it was my last chance before leaving Loch Mess. I had taken Mummy workywalkies to the frothysloshmachine room and we had a few minutes to wait for it to finish sloshing all the fursubstitutes. There just happened to be a beach right beside the building. Well.....I couldn't waste the chance for a dip could I? So, in I paddled. I looked and I blew bubbles and I even had a bit of a dig in the pebbles under that chilly water, but no Messie. That puddle is a bit big though - maybe Messie was on the other side......

We have bobbed away from Fort Augustus in our little bobbyboat. It really did bobbabout too! That water was lumpy bumpy today! We are now moored up beside some funny little tiny pointy-roofed shed-things (apparently they are human hollibobs kennels) and our bobbyboat is bobbing and wobbling well in the huffypuffy air and on the lumpybumpy water. We are safe and cozy inside. Mum's lap is great place to be to snooze away the bobby-bumpings.

5 photos - 4 of me searching for MessieMonster and 1 of the funny little pointy-roofed human hollibobs kennels.


Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Big Non-Bobbyboat!

Little boat. Big boat. Workywalkies. Freerun. Paddling. Snoozing. A varied day methinks!

From our little bobbyboat, we went workywalkies around town, then got on a huge big boat. It was a little tricky guiding Mum onto it but I did it and then took her 'upsteps' to the top deck. There were lots of humans up there all on seats. Mum and Dad stayed stooded up most of the time. I just found myself a spot in the warm rays and laid down on the deck. The big boat took us out for a tour of this end of Loch Mess. There was a manhuman doing a load of yacketying - very loudly! He was telling everyone about some messy monster or other. I saw no such monster but I did enjoy a few moments of fuss from him and his ears were yummy too. He seemed to enjoy having them cleaned out! Daddy did a huge amount of one-eyed-clickyboxing. I think he was trying to find that messy monster thing.

After that we did some more workywalkiesing - just wandering around town and around the huge locks. Mummy and Daddy tortured me with smells of yumminess as they sat on a wall munching little yellow sticks from a box. Humph! The next bit was lovely though; a freerun along the side of the canal - on the non-towpath side. There was a million sniffings to be sniffed and many many important weemails to check out too. There was also a couple of passing buddies to meet and greet, and, of course, a couple of places where I simply HAD to go in for a paddle. Well.....I just HAD to! I almost got brave enough to actually swim but the rocks under the water suddenly disappear from under my paws and I didn't fancy plunging off. We did a bit more of that 'admiring the view' thing too. To me, this just seems like a waste of freerun time - and a different name for Mum-and-Dad-sit-down-for-no-apparent-reason! Still, it was a bit of a chance to dry off!

When we got back to our little bobbyboat, it was really hot and so Mum and Dad sat out on the back deck for a while. I enjoyed this time of stretching out and absorbing the rays from the blazing hotball in the sky.

2 Photos
Daddy with his one-eyed-clickybox, on the big boat, trying to find MessyMonster.

Me lying on the grassy bank of the Caledonian Canal, gazing out across the water and mountains beyond.

Another Guide Dog Buddy!!!!

Woohoo! That was the bestest visit to a church ever! It was a short workywalkies up a little narrow twitten and around a couple of the tiny steep-hill streets of this Fort Augustus place. It was a tiny weeny little pointy building with wooden bench seats inside. None of that mattered though - what mattered was that I MET A FELLOW GUIDE DOG BUDDY IN THERE!

Her name is Willow and she is a red-fox labrador x retriever. We didn't get to play or anything proper like that, but it was just fantabulous to meet a colleague! We did have a super good meet n greet sniffing session. Then our humans were a bit mean and separated us during the humanhowling and yacketying stuff. They muttered something about not wanting us to disrupt things..... But, afterwards, we got to meet and greet again for a good while outside, while our humans did a load of yacketying.

The rest of the day has been largely lazy, but with a bit of workywalkies around the town. We went into a little shop where I almost managed to snaffle myself a new toy......blimming noseband prevented a good enough mouth-hold though! Inside there was a little kind of room off to one side where we went for a look. It was all kind of dusty-fusty in there, with all sorts of old things around. There was a ladyhuman lying on a sort of bed thing. She was lying very very still. I wanted to go check she was OK but Mum wouldn't let me. She said it was OK, just a model and we were not allowed beyond the rope. I just had to sit there and pose for Daddy's one-eyed-clickybox.

This evening, we set out for a walkies but only went a little way - then ended up on a different bobbyboat. I got some lovely fusses while Mum and Dad did a huge amount of yacketying with the nice manhuman and ladyhuman on that bobbyboat. It was nice - but I was glad to take the long route back to our bobbyboat - even with a leakysky.

3 photos
2 of me with Willow outside the little pointybuilding church.
1 of me sitting inside that funny little dusty-fusty room.

Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Flooded Grass!

I got one. I got one. I got one! I got a haggis! Yeayhayy!

Dad says that Haggis is yummy - this one isn't! But it does have a wonderful squeak!

Today has been fantabulousfandabbydoozee!

I got a huuuuuge freerun! Yayyyyy! 5 miles of it! - well.....Mum's talkybone thingy told her she had walked 5 miles - of course, that means that I ran and sniffed and rolled and ran back again probably double that distance! It was wonderful! We went aaaalllll the way along the towpath from In The Mess to where the canal meets the ocean, and back again along the other side.

I got into a great boxing match with a GSD called Oscar, I swam and paddled, I ran and chased, I got to grips with a lot more of the local weemail lingo, and just generally had a great time while Daddy did my job of looking after Mummy. Actually, most of the way the path was really good for Mum to be able to navigate so it was a nice relaxed time all round.

After the boxing match came a time of lie-down to chill and admire the view of the bay. That is a ginormous river, and there was a ginormous bridge going over it jsut a little way along from us.

I also got have a bit of a swim too. Well...it would have been so wrong for any self-respecting Labrador to miss out on such opportunity wouldn't it?

After all that I was just about ready to lie down on the sunny back deck of the bobbyboat as we bobbed across that Loch Mess thing. It went on forever! It got a little bit bibbly bobbly at times too when other big boats went by. When we finally arrived at our mooring below the locks at Fort Augustus, I was VERY relieved - that tuft of grass is now flooded! Phewwy! Also, it was waaaayyy past my dinnertime! I don't know how I survived!

This evening I took Mum and Dad workywalkies to find their dinner in a yummyery called The Bothy. It smelled sooooo good. I may have left Mum with a slightly damp knee! Oops!

I then had to take Mum to the warmrain room, where Dad and I left her to froth and spray while we went for a leisurely wander around town. Then I took Mummy back to bobbyboat while Dad went for a frothattack.

Now, if you will excuse me, I do believe that Mummy's lap is in need of a black furry sleepyhead on it.....

Photos captioned individually.
I got a haggis!
Close up of me holding a grey fluffy haggis in my mouth. The canal in the background.

Freerun bliss
Me standing on the grass beside the very wide towpath running between the Caledonian Canal and the estuary at Inverness. There is a big wet patch on the tarmac - that was where I did a big shake after taking a dip!

Boxing with Oscar the GSD.

Boxing 'hug' with Oscar the GSD.

Lying down on grass admiring the view across the estuary, the big road bridge in the distance.

Loch Ness Munchkin.
Taking a dip in the clear water of Loch Ness. I couldn't manage to drink it all!

Zonked on Mum's lap on the sofa inside our bobbyboat.

Monday, 7 August 2017

In a Mess...

Loch Mess. Apparently it is supposed to be something special. It just seemed like endless bobbing about to me! That is where we have spent most of the day - bobbing about on Loch Mess. Some of it was big bobbings too - when other floatyboats went past. Those big bobbings woke me up! Disturbed my beauty snoozings! How very rude!

All that bobbing about has brought us to a slightly familiar town. Mum says it is called In The Mess, or In The Nest or something..... It has meant a good long workywalkies whatever it is called. All the way into town, around town, to a human yummyery, and a bit more around town, then into Tesco's and then back to our bobbyboat. It was great to strut my stuff! I even managed to woo a scared manhuman in the yummyery. He got brave and stroked me - twice! Am I really that scary?

2 photos of me 'enjoying' the scenery of that Loch Mess thing - through my eyelids!
1 on the raised platform bit under Dad's seat, with my paws dangling over the edge
2 on the seat by the window. I looked out for a while.....


Sunday, 6 August 2017

Glad to be of Service!

I can be helpful to Mummy even when I'm snoozing!

Photo shows me lying beside Mum's leg, with my chin and muzzle pointing upwards. Mum's crowshaving thing is beside my nose and the ball of purple long skinnytail is nested into my neck so it doesn't roll away.

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Crow Shaving...

The hotball tried today. The sky stopped leaking for a little while. That meant that I got to enjoy a lazy lie-out on the bouncy floatyground at the side of our bobbyboat for a while. It was nice just watching the world go by.

This morning a nice manhuman arrived and lifted up the back deck of bobbyboat. He then did a whole load of twiddlytwisting stuff with shiny sticks and other strange toys. I took Mummy workywalkies to the shop (she was good - she got carrots!) and he was still twiddlytwisting when we got back. Eventually, he put the boat back together again and it started rumbling. Then he gave me a lovely big fuss and went away again.

When we were workywalkiesing, Mum was doing a very strange hoppity-thump kind of walk. It seems her paw is ouching her still. So, this afternoon, I took Daddy on a lovely long leisure walkies and we left Mum to put her paws up and do a whole load of her weird crow-shaving thing with long skinny tails and a little shiny hook stick.

Bobbyboat hasn't moved today - it seems we are staying put in this Fort Augustusususus place for a bit longer.

Friday, 4 August 2017

I think I was had!

Soggy doggy day....aaaaaallll day! I have had oodles of towel rub sessions! Heehee! It clearly pays to sit out on the back deck in the skyleakies! Mum and Dad have been all huddled up in the inside driving bit. I don't get why. My fur has dripped perfectly well all day. I am quite dry underneath it all.

At one point, Mum got me all waggy and excited. She put on her outer fursubstitute layer. The one she often puts on just to go out. My tail sank again though when she just sat down again. She said we couldn't go walkies when we were in the middle of a loch. (I think that is local lingo for these big puddles). Duh!

Thursday, 3 August 2017

Daddy Scoffed the Lot!

I need a 'Do not Disturb' sign! There I was, all snuggly snoozing and got dragged out of bed! A manhuman arrived shortly afterwards and did some twiddly twisty fixy things in the human spending room on the bobbyboat. It seems it was not supposed to be washing the floor! It isn't any more.
Then another manhuman lifted up the floor of the back deck and took out two big block things then put two new ones in and attached long tails to them. Apparently they should make things like pooters work better. I just enjoyed the fusses from the manhumans. I also got to enjoy a couple of leisure walkies around the boatkennel place while they were doing their stuff. One of these walkies included a brief but whizzy game of chase with a lurcher puppy named Barney. It was all a bit brief though, because apparently Barney's humanmum was terrified that Barney would fall into the hugenormous lock. He was super fast! I don't think I could have kept up with him for long anyway!

Eventually, the workymanhumans finished and we got off to cruise again. We have done a few little distances with stops in between today. One of those stops included a workywalkies to a tiny shop and then along beside a megabusy road. At the shop, Mum and Dad got cold slurpysticks. Dad scoffed all of his but Mummy loved me. She ate all the brown stuff off the outside but then saved me a bit of the yummy white cold inside bit. MmmmmmMMMMMmmmmm....

Another one of the stops was a bit miffing. Mum's paw was very ouching (from her tumble the other day) so she stayed on the boat while Dad went off with his one-eyed-clickybox. That meant I didn't get to go walkies! I stayed to look after Mummy instead. I did get to take Dad for a nice long walkies explore this evening though - and that got me a meet n greet with another me! A fellow black lab called Bailey.

Two photos:
Me fast asleep all wrapped up in the duvet (just my head showing).

Meeting and greeting Bailey.

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Mega Bobbyboat!

Snoozy-croozy day today. Several little walkies and lots of bobbyboating. One of the bits of bobbyboating was very bobby indeed. We were going across a huge puddle (Mum says it was called Loch Lochy) and a mahoosive floatyboat came the other way past us. Just after that our little bobbyboat went berserk and threw Mummy's mug of hot brown water stuff all over the floor!


Clickyfingers back in action! Mum says the interweb conked out here yesterday so we couldn't tell you what we had been up to.

Well, it seems it was some special day for Mummy and Daddy. Something about 30 years and someone called Annie Fursery. It seemed to involve a human yummyery for lunch, including a bottle that went pop and scared me! Then a long freerun, a swim in bumpy water and then sofasnuggles. Oh - and a bone!

Apart from the pop bottle, I liked this sillybrations thing!

Two photos 
Me beside a huge floatyboat that doesn't seem to float. It was sitting on the beach and I got to sniff it right down to it's bottom! Mum says it is a wreck. I thought it was a bit boring!

Loch Linnhe monster. Me swimming in the slightly bumpy water.

Monday, 31 July 2017

Hobbly Walking...

Mum's talkybone walkiesrecorder thingy says we have done over 12 miles today! About 4 of them were on the bus, but the rest were workywalkies. Some of it was true workywalkies along all new routes and in places that we have never been before, a few bits were slightly familiar. It was good to be strutting my stuff looking after Mum.

I did get to enjoy freerunning down the towpath beside the gigantic locks here where we are moored, and back up again at the end of our outing. That was nice - just a chance to run and sniff and catch up on some weemail gossip. I think I am learning the local lingo now!

We walked along beside a very busy road to a huge building neat the bottom of a rather huge rock sticking up into the clouds. Mum says this rock is called Ben Nevis and the big building is a whiskerstillery or something. I had to guide Mum up steps and down steps and between some enormous pongy round things, following a crowd of other humans and a manhuman doing loads of yacketying. We also went to an outside bit where there were loads of big round wooden boxes with fat tummies. I gave them a bit of an inspection but wasn't too keen on the smell of them. I tried to leave a much better scent on one of them but Mum told me 'No'! At the end of all the yacketying and going around this place, Mum and Dad both got a tiny drinking bowl with some stinky water stuff in it. Mum let me sniff her one - it made me snort! Yeeeuuuugh!

After that, we walked on further along the busy road and I had my drink from a yummy big puddle. That was much more pleasant and tasty! We were walking along the pavement on the right hand side of the road, which meant I was right next to the kerb. Along came a huge lorry that made a big loud parp noise as it came past me. It scared me and made me jump. This in turn, made Mum jump too and she went splat on the pavement. She got up again and fussed me to tell me she was OK. I was worried about her. She doesn't belong at my height! She pulled up her leg-cover and I kissed her scuffed up knee. She did a bit of a hobbly-walk the rest of the way. She is OK though. Just a bit duffed up, she says.

After a bit more walking, including a brief visit to some strange chunky bits of walls without roof, we stopped and waited for a bus. Mum's paw had told her 'enough'. The bus took us into a town we have walked around once before (Fort William), where we had a bit of a wander around and then went to a shop called Morrisons. We caught the bus back again to the bottom of the huge locks. Then it was a lovely freerun back to our bobbyboat.

Now, if you will excuse me, I have a hurty mummy to snuggle with and there is a perfectly Oakley-sized slot on the sofa with her. I shall leave you with some photos of today's adventure:
Workywalkies along the pavement of the busy road.

Checking out a round wooden barrel standing on its end.

Checking out a whole pile of these round wooden barrels, all lying on their tubby bellies, stacked on top of each other.

Sunday, 30 July 2017

Tiny Bobbyboat!

Hollibobs = happybobs! I rather like this bit of life!

A lie in (would've gone on for longer if I hadn't squeaked Mum and Dad into wakey-wakies! I needed a weeeeeee.....and my breakfast!).

Lazy time.

Freerun with a little bit of workywalkies built in (just to make sure Mum is still in-practice!). This included a bit of play with a passing pal; Alfie the golden Labrador.

Yummies on the sofa with Mum. (This bobbyboat is tiny so I have to get on the sofa to get out of the way! Heehee! It's so tough being me!)

Towel rub.

Cruising on the high seat on the back deck - with my head out of the window to watch the world go by.

More lazy time......

More sofasnuggles time.......

Photo -
Action shot of me playing chase with Alfie the golden lab.

Saturday, 29 July 2017

Bobby Boat!

New floatyboatyhome! This one is a bobbyboat. It seems to bob about a lot more than our one!

We started off with a car ride to a sort of carkennel place. Then a manhuman got into Dad's seat, Dad got into Mum's seat and Mum joined me in the back. Mr manhuman drove us a little way then we got out with all our wheeliecases and bags, and walked a little way to a buskennel place. A short wait there, then we got onto a big busthing. Dad says it is a coach doing a bus's job. I had to guide Mum up some big steps to get inside. Because of me, Mum and Dad got to sit in the very front seats. That made their mouths go up at the corners! I'm glad to be of such multiple benefit! I got to sneak out into the middle bit as we were going along. That gave me the best view and it turned up the mouthcorners of Mr Driverman. 

It was quite a long drive and it ended for us in a muddy place beside a road in the middle of nowhere. I then had to guide Mummy (and Daddy and all the wheeliecases) along a bit of this road with no pavements, then down into a trackroad which led us to a floatyboatykennel place, and so to our new holibobs home.

This bobbyboat is white and pointyshaped. Nothing like our narrowboat home. I like it: I have a big bed all of my own (with my duvetbed on it), and, when we were bobbing along, we were inside (so didn't get soggy from the leakyskies) and I got to sit up high on a seat with Mummy looking out at the huge water.

This evening, I've taken Daddy out for a long walkies to explore the surrounds. Now it is all cozy snuggly in here so I think I need to check out my sleeping arrangements....

Two photos:
Me lying on the floor in the middle of the coach looking through the windscreen!

Me on the high seat next to Mum on the boat.