I’m not the most popular dog in the household today. Collected this morning to go to the beach and had a lovely time. But then something just clicked in my brain and I decided I didn’t want to go home. The rest of the pack, the dog pals I often run with, were in the car and I turned about and returned to the sands. Ructions!
My mum had to be phoned to come coax me off. Of course I didn’t know this and, with more encouragement, I thought better of it before she got there. We met her halfway…..
Have lain low all day since. Will I be forgiven in time to go tomorrow?