Beach bliss

Sun, sea and sand – utter bliss this morning on the beach as the sun sizzled.  I had the most delicious swim, diving into the waves time and time again. 

I don’t really mind what the weather is like but we get to stay out longer when it’s fine cos my mum doesn’t like rain, wind or snow (and she calls me a wuss!).  It’s also school holiday time so there were lots of visitors and loads of new dogs saying hello and sniffing around.  One or two of them tried to get my ball and I’m such a gentleman that I don’t like to offend them by trying to get it back.  I get into trouble for that – not standing up for myself.  But possession is nine tenths of the paw – sorry, law – isn’t it?

Outnumbered!!

No!  We now have another cat, making me outnumbered two to one.  This one is called Cleo.  She’s half the size of Marley but twice as loud, miaowing all the time.  My mum talks back to her but it’s utter nonsense as far as I can make out. 

Me and Marley have learnt to live together – I don’t sniff him and he doesn’t hiss at me – and now I have to start all over again with this one who, to be frank, seems a bit of a madam, chip off the Sherry mould.  All I want is a peaceful life – is that too much for a dog to ask?

Look at her, thinking she’s superior already!