It was a journey of threes to get here: 3 miles of workywalkies along the towpath, 3 locks, 3 hours in total. After doing my duty workywalkiesing and lockworking with Mummy, I got to enjoy a relaxing cruise on the back deck with Daddy while Mummy did some of her domesticals inside floatyboatyhome, then did some crowshaving. Keeping Daddy company was much more interesting!
This afternoon brought more workywalkies - this time into and around town. This Bumingham shoppy centre is now very familiar territory. It was good to be back to check out the old weemail sites. The workywalkies main destination was a shop called Pawmark or something and I had to take Mummy and Daddy into that magic box that changes the world outside it when the doors close and open again. When they opened, we were in a world of tiny weeny fursubstitutes and lots of microhumans around. Mummy and Daddy bought some of those tiny weeny fursubstitutes - mainly blue ones. I have no idea what they want them for but I guess I will find out sometime.
Tonight, we are moored right next to a familiar floatyboat. It is dark green and Mummy says it is called Sonflower. This was the very first floatyboatyhome I ever set paw on. It was the one that we borrowed from friends to test out whether or not Mummy and I could cope together working in floatyboatyworld. I think we have proved we can do it now!
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| Photo shows me asnoozing on the back deck. |
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