Glen Coe Back So Soon
Another weekend and more adventures. It seems we are on adventures all the time, not that I’m complaining, Poppys loves adventures. Dad was working away and had to go into red room for a meeting when granpa came over to take me out for my lunchtime walk. When we got back we said goodbye to him and all bailed into Betsy and we were off. The drive was nice until we got to the wee skinny road at Loch Lomond where Betsy got her ear broken five weeks ago. Then it got very slow.
Once off the lochside she stretched her legs and soon we were camped up at Glen Coe.
As mum and dad got Betsy ready for the night I got out of there way, I have been here before and no its best to get out from under their feet.
Walk before dinner mum? “OK Poppy just a short walk” she said. On the way out of camp dad stopped to take a photo of the camps dream pitch, “For next time” he said
We walked towards the village when I heard a strange noise, grrr better investigate. Look mum! Dears! Let me at them!
We walked further and I found a dog biscuit! Mean dad wouldn’t let me eat it, bad dad. When we got to the village I noticed a small gate, what’s a secret garden Dad? It was a wee hidden garden away from everything, Mum and dad ate raspberries and strawberries they found there.
After garden game of ball in the playground.
As we headed back to Betsy mum was in charge of leash. “Poppy, drop! What are you eating” said Mum. Ha I remembered exactly where the dog biscuit was, nice it was too! Can we get this type?