Hi G-Fans!
What a grey, drizzly, dreary, muggy summer day.
Good weather for sleeping in.... if you do that sort of thing.
We do not.
Although we go back for a nap if breakfast is not forthcoming.
Which is what happened today.
Raphael and I were responsible for breakfast this morning (whomever is with the concierge after first outs has to be the pest to get the concierge up and running, and since last night she passed out and then got up to clean the kitchen and whatnot, she wasn't wanting to move into an upright position....)...
So, it was the usual Sunday morning kiss-off.
The concierge came back with cat cans, cat toys, cat treats and rug powder...
Never a good sign.
There was a bit of vacuuming first thing.
But, all things considered, it looked like a clean-free weekend.
But, I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions!
The concierge made plans with Harry's concierge to walk in the drizzly rain after a fifteen minute nap, which turned into thirty, which turned into snack-time, before we ever got leashes on...
But, finally we were underway and headed to the bog, since the concierge let the helper borrow our royal transport and he whisked it away before we got our walk.
We enjoyed our bog walk without too much excitement. Just a couple of pockets of it with a loosish dog and a bicycle attached to a child.
We went counterclockwise so it was a different route than usual at the bog.
We ended up in a swimming area.
Bertie was allowed off-leash to swim!
Than Raphael!
Than me!
Now why I should go third, I do not know. It hardly works for me.....
And then....
I wandered too far towards the bushes and got called sharply back.... so rude!
Tessa, you know Tessa, everyone's FAVORITE?
She was NOT allowed to swim off-leash!
And I quote, "I just can't trust her off-leash, at least Grace will come if I <call her sharply>....."
Yup, that's right, SHE wasn't ALLOWED to go swimming off a leash!
Neither was Harry.
Poor Harry.
So, we were headed home for supper and we thought that this was a fairly good wind-up for the weekend festivities.
Well, there was one more small surprise before we even ate....
Micro-baths!!!!
Not a good surprise.....!
Raphael escaped one of any kind.
Bertie and I had head bathing.
Not too bad.
Tessa had her belly and hind-end bathed.
Not great, but better than a full-on bath.
And Harry, poor Harry, had a full on bath!
Poor Harry.
Then we had dinner.
Late!
Late dinner.
I don't think a bath or any cleaning of any kind is an acceptable reason for a late meal.
NO WAY, NO HOW!
So there you have it...
A day of unexpected activities.
May you prepare yourself for the unexpected and find value in it all....
TTFN!
-G
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