Oi! That was MY pattay! Daddy ate MY pattay! Harrrumph!
I guess I failed to chew my paw enough! Huff!
A soggy workywalkies to a church got me a lovely towelrub on arrival. Mummy went prepared with a towel in her backpack. I then got to enjoy a fabulous self-massage session on the carpet. That got me nicely prepared for a snooze through all the humanhowling, followed by some great fusses from oodles of minihumans.
Another soggy workywalkies got us back home via a Wilko shop. Then, after Mummy did some choppy sizzly stuff, including dropping a morsel of sausage for me to go over, it all got noshed before setting off on a bit of a cruise. Now we are back on familiar territory at the Black Country Living Museum. I guess I will be guiding Mummy around in there tomorrow!
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