Will we EVER go home?

What IS this all about? Not satisfied with moving out of our old house to live with the the fat puppy (Reuben), the humans have decided to take us on a World Tour of Great Britain.

On a bright sunny Thursday morning, the humans put tonnes of stuff in (and on top of) the car, then loaded us lurchers and our lurchery beds into the car and...
drove
and drove...
and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove ......
and then stopped for water and wees...

Then drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove ......
and then stopped for more water, wees and chicken nuggets (they were nice).
Then drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove ......
and then stopped for even more water, wees and this time ginger biscuits (we like them).
Then drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove ......

Eventually we stopped. In a field. Eh?
It was damp.

Then the humans got ALL the stuff they had loaded into the car out and put up the noisy blue house.



It rained, which made the noisy blue house EVEN noisier.

We ate supper inside the noisy blue house then put on our PJs (we all have PJs this time) and went to sleep.

It had been a LONG day and we were glad it was over.

Yours,

Tealeaf