Faced with the end of the world, there seemed like no better option than grabbing a picnic and taking a road trip to the coast. I've been staying with my family this weekend so have had the joy of rat babies, OTL and the man all to myself alongside my family. It's been nothing short of bliss.
|Oh sign of joy|
Then it was back in the car to our favourite stretch of beach: West Wittering. As always OTL was delighted and despite the old creeping in, he managed a few frantic dashes and we played in the sands just like last year.
He wasn't the only one playing of course...
Nor was he the only excited one
I remember that looking a lot more graceful when I was 5.....
We put Charlie back for a well deserved rest. I'm convinced he dreamt he was a puppy again, chasing me and finding mountains of tennis balls (as always he found one)
We ate our weight in yummy picnic food, fending off every dog in the area who wanted some (crunchy chicken recipe: take one freshly laid picnic, crufts and half a ton of sand. Mix enthusiastically). Then there was more time to play before it was time to go home.
Stay playful xx