Tunnel, Pease and Contented Soul
The day started wet. The wakey wakey walk was wet. The ground was wet and I got wet. Poppys don’t likes wet. It was so wet dad had to put down sticks to help mini to get to the road. Mini struggled her wee paws were spinning in the mud and she kicked it all up her sides. Mum, so how come Mini doesn’t have to ware an equafleece? Mini on hard ground we were off. She headed up the coast on small roads and wee villages. Sometimes the sky and the ground looked the same as she drove through the clouds. Eventually she made it through them and she parked on a hill above the sea at a place called Cove. We found a path that lead to the sea down the cliffs and near the bottom I found a huge burrow. Dad what size of rabbitsees made this?
Let’s go! It was very dark Mum and Dad couldn’t even see me when I went back to see where they had got to.
Mum! Dad! Come! I can see light! We will be out soon. The burrow had gone straight through a cliff and at the other end was a beach! Ball Ball Ball! We played along the beach as the sky started to cry again. Can we go up on the wall dad?
The wall was all rocky on one side and water and sand on the other.
How do we get to the houses over there mum? Will we have to go through the burrow again? Lets go!
The other side was full of the smells of lobstersees. The harbours waters were deep. I jumped up on the sea wall, this made mum and dad very worried, “Poppy get down, you might get blown into the sea and swept out all the way to Norway!” said dad. Mmmm, just to keep you happy, OK.
As we walked back the path to mini Mum said we should go to the beach we saw on the way here. You know me mum Poppys loves beaches. Off mini went along the wee roads, over hills and down glens until she came to a halt at thing called a ford. She revved up and splashed though it, “Well that’s us here then” said dad.
To get to the beach we had to walk through a nice campsite
Well since we’re hear Ball?
The sky opened and we headed back through the camp to mini. Mini had a hard time getting parked at the caravan. She got stuck and dad had to put wood chippings under her paws to give her grip. After a struggle she made it. Mini look at the mess you have made of the grass! Mum how come you don’t tell her off for digging on the grass? Mmmmm, favouritism me thinks.
As night came we got ready to go out. We were going to a place called The Contented Soul. To get there we had to walk down the hill and through the town to the harbour. We were lucky because the sky had stopped crying. So why have I got equafleece on?
The Contented Soul was a nice cozy wee pub, peoplsees at the next table were nice and gave me lots of pets. As usual fishees were on the menu. Mum and Dad always get at least one piece of fish for dinner because poppys cant eat steak. Dinner was yummy!
