Best wishes to you all, whether you celebrate Christmas or not. I hope you all have been well, happy and surrounded by warm hearts.
Here in Mojo Towers things were a bit quiet. Both sets of grandparents are visiting soon but not on Christmas Day, my Dad's brother lives in Canada and my Mum's brother lives in Australia. So we decided to have fun with just us.
Things started great - while Mum and Dad sat in bed drinking coffee, I was allowed into the bedroom and even allowed on the bed. To stop me bothering the cats I was fed morsels of dry cat food. Imagine, lying there like the Queen of Sheba, being handfed while the cats glare from a distance.
We decided to go for a walk up on the north coast at a place called Braunton Burrows. I think it should be renamed Dog Heaven actually. It's the largest sand dune ecosystem in England, and is renowned as a place of ecological interest and as a prime dog walking site.
As soon as I arrived I got to mug some Border Terriers.
Every dog I met was in a state of happiness, which got infectious. I started tuck-butt-running almost immediately. Then I spotted this sand dune...
... which got me charging around...
...and charging around some more.
Tomorrow I'll post some videos of this but I don't want you to get too bored in one day!
We were still a long way from the sea at this point and had a good walk through grassy hollows and grown-over dunes. Then we finally got to the sea.
I spotted some dogs in the distance...
Then went and joined their pack.
As you can see, the clouds were really odd. One half of the sky was blue and the other half dark grey. Gorgeous.
I never ran out of energy. Here I am racing up a dune just so I can race down again.
Incidentally, the Burrows are called Burrows because they are full of rabbits. So I got to stick my nose in hundreds of rabbit holes.
I've made the humans promise to take me there again soon. They readily agreed - apparently they have never seen me so happy.
Once back, they cracked open the bottle of champagne but didn't give me even a single drop. Humph!
Still, they did give me a great present, which I unwrapped by myself:
A Wubba! I was so tired I could barely keep my head up, but I still managed to break one of the squeaks in it fairly soon. Yep, Wubbas are the best!
I hope you all had a great day yesterday too. Hairy Christmas hugs to all of you!