A birthday, early visitors and a day out!

Firstly, I must say a belated Happy Birthday to my little half-brother and bestest friend Dougal.  He was two years old yesterday, but unfortunately because his Mum is poorly he couldn't be with us on our walk.  I hope you had a great day Dougal, and I hope you will forgive me for my lateness in saying HB, but if you read on I think you will agree I had a rather busy day and was 'cream crackered' (Mum's words) by the evening.
I should also say, we have a bag of home made biscuits in the cupboard to give to you when we see you next.  I promise to keep Murphy away from them!

So, the early visitors?  At 7.30 yesterday morning, so early I hadn't even contemplated what I may be having for breakfast, the door bell rang and who should be standing there but my doggy cousin Tigger!  He had come to spend the day with us because his Dad had to go to a very important meeting somewhere.  So the first order of the day was to head outside and play.  He moves around the garden so quickly that Mum can only ever get a photo of us when he stands still for a moment!

Catching our breath!

Murphy and I had plans to meet up with some friends for a walk later in the morning, so Tigger stayed at home to keep Dad company.  We had a great walk with Milly, Google and Dougal's brother and sister Bewick and Linnet who were, obviously, also celebrating their birthday.  We had a lovely walk - I had to be on my lead for a bit of it because Mum said I wasn't listening to her when she called me.  She was right too, I was having way too much fun to listen for my name!

After our walk, we retired to a favourite place for lunch.  The humans say it serves yummy ice cream, but we've never been allowed to try any.  Dad joined everyone and Tigger came too!  I think he looks really comfy on his bed in the back of Dad's car.

After lunch we went back home and after Mum had taken Tigger for a walk, I entertained him until his Dad came to collect him which was quite late.  We were getting worried because we don't have any greyhound dinner in our house, but I think he would have happliy eaten what we had if he needed to, after all he had tried to steal Murphy's breakfast.

Dad said he was very well behaved and a pleasure to have in the house, if a little bit big!  He slept for most of the morning (quite like us) and didn't bark at anything (unlike us) so I think he will be invited back some time.

I really enjoyed my day, but was sad that Auntie Debbie, Uncle Dave and their gang weren't able to be with us.  I really hope you are feeling better soon Auntie Debbie.