A nice autumn morning.

 Its really autumn now and the leaves are on the ground - which gives me something interesting to root through, especially when we find the place totally empty of friends to play with. I'm hoping that if we hang around a bit someone will turn up .....

.... and they did!  oh ... a treat? ... well I dont mind if I do.

.... and I can see someone coming round the corner ...

oh GREAT, its Dotty Dora, now we are on for chase.  Spaniels are such FUN.  I like Spaniels.  Few functioning brain cells between nose and tail, but lots of fun.  :))

While I was playing, Mum had gone and got herself in the middle of the prickly stuff that I usually avoid.

She had found nice ripe blackberries.  Now I do like a blackberry or six ......

 ... after eating them, I decided that maybe I could do it myself as it was taking her so long to get a handful for me.... 

...so I had a go at picking blackberries.  Its not as easy as it looks you know, and I got a mouthful of prickles, so decided that Mum could do the picking and I'd just concentrate on eating them for her.

Along came Albert.  He is getting on a bit now at 9+ and is a bit grizzled around the muzzle.  He doesn't do a lot of running around, but he is extremely interesting to chat with, Pointer to Pointer..

Albert doesn't have a tail.  He says it was cut off when he was a tiny puppy.  I am so glad that I have my tail.  I reckon my tail is quite elegant.  Mum says that a white tail on the end of a dark brown back looks like they ran out of the right colour and had to stick on whatever they could find.  Cheek!  Besides, if I didn't have a tail she couldn't call me CallieWaggy.
 

After a good romp over the fields there is nothing quite as satisfying as de-stuffing a toy and burying the remains under the cushions dragged off the settee.

 Dad picks up the de-stuffed stuffing so we dont have a snow storm in the lounge.

I can demolish stuffed toys very quickly.  I count it as one of my chief talents.

After all that activity I definitely need to catch up on a bit of beauty sleep.

The mess is all your's Dad.







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