Huffety Fuffety and leakyskies - not my favouritest way to start the day, but it was OK. It didn't last too long. After a short cruise, I got to help Mummy work a lock, then do towpath toddles, then another cruise, then another lock.
The towpath toddles was in our new working mode: with me wearing my neon bra and Mummy following on the end of my long lead. This way, Mummy gets to watch my best end and follows in my pawsteps. I may perhaps get to sniff about just a tad more than I get away with when in my full harness! Heehee! Well.... it would be just rude not to catch some weemail messages on the way wouldn't it?
I had to work quite hard along some stretches as the trees had been molting badly. Not just their treefurs, but also their sticks and twigs. I had to guide Mummy to and fro across the towpath to get around the bunches of sticks that she wouldn't see and would probably end up kissing the ground! She was a good Mummy; she followed my botty well!
After we moored up, things went slightly suspicious: Mummy was packing my nosh into little parcels, then she packed some of my toys and other bits and bobs into a bag. She didn't seem to be packing any human things though. I was a little suspicious but didn't have time to get worried. All of a sudden there was a visitor to greet! Well, maybe I perhaps went a tad berserk! It was Aunty Brenda! Humanmummy to my Doggydaddy Dixon! Sadly, DaddyDixon wasn't with her, but OOOOOHHHH! That was a waggytail welcome time!
After a bit of yacketying, we all set off for a wander along the towpath again. I got to enjoy freerunning all the way while Daddy held frontpaws with Mummy to do my job. We then got to a human yummyery downsteps from the towpath. I had a brief bit of work to do to get Mummy safely down those steps and into the yummyery. Sadly, I didn't get much hoovering. the place was far too clean! Huff! Noshing done, it was then back upsteps and back freerunning to floatyboatyhome.
A brief snooze and my dinner then brought the explanation for the bag packing: I am off on hollibobs with Aunty Brenda! That means I am off to stay with Daddy Dixon too - and Uncle Malcolm! Yippeeeeee!
Mummy says this is to give me a complete rest from working and from everything that might possibly have triggered my horrible seas year and night frights. Mummy has been yacketying with a nice manhuman at GuideDogs to try to get me sorted out. This hollibobs is apparently part of that.
So, I left Mummy with leaky eyes, but she assures me it is for the best, so she will be brave and try to manage without me for a week. She tells me that we will meet up again next Thursday morning at GuideDogs kennels where we will meet a specialist vetman to get me even more checked out.
I have asked Mummy to tippetytappety a full human esplan.... expanla.... explanation........... tell you all about what has been happening. She says she will do that very soon. In the meantime, nobody is to worry. I am OK. I am happy and waggytailed most of the time. I just get a bit worked up about things that never used to bother me. Apparently that needs human investigation.
I will be asking Aunty Brenda if I can borrow her tippetytappety toy to keep you updated on my hollibobs fun with Daddy Dixon.
1-3 The view that Mummy enjoys of me whilst I guide her along the towpath in our new towpath toddle mode.
4 me on the bridge across the lock, looking down to supervise Daddy chugging floatyboatyhome out through the gates.