Home moved while we were out!
I took Mum workywalkies into town and had a shorter walk back. Dad had moved our floatyboatyhome! We are now our from under trees and in the open. Apparently this has something to do with all the huffyfuffy air that is making the trees wag lots. It is better for Mum too as it is lighter and brighter here.
The workywalkies was a great challenge;
'Under the bridge'
'Over the bridge'
'Find the way in'
All done - no problem. Then began the mooching. This way in led to a big indoor shoppyplace......
'Straight on.....no....hang on a minute.....find the door left. Good boy' Sloooooooow plod around while she does that browsing thing.
'Find the door' Yayyyy! but not for long.....
'Find the door right'......and on and on it went.....
Finally, it was 'Find the door outside' .....Aaaahhhh! A tree! Then a bit of a walkies around some streets......then....'Find Specsavers'. Well, I can sniff out one of those, no problem! I did. We went in. Yackety-yackety-yack-yack-yack. Then MORE browsing! Really? They ONLY have eyewindows to search for! Just how much browsing is there to possibly be got ?
Then a snooze on the carpet under the little deskything, while a nice manhuman did some clicketyfingersing stuff and, of course, more yacketying. At least I got some fusses and admirations and Mum's mouth was up at the corners by the time we left.
Then it was 'Find the way home'. That meant going back through the indoor shoppyplace but it was just a straight through - no stopping mission this time. Phew! So, retrace pawprints upsteps, over bridge, downsteps and along the towpath again. That's when I discovered my workywalkies was chopped short! Home was closer! Oh well....that meant that my bone time was sooner too!