Sunday...cont...

Lots of fun to be had on Sunday. Some chap called Uncle Mike turned up to take me for a walk. We went an awful long way and by the time we came back I could hardly keep my eyes open. Had a little snooze in my box while mummy pottered around the house, then I had plenty of energy for the rest of the day's entertainment.

Spent all day with mummy, playing and having fun. Mummy did get a bit cross with me at one point for weeing on the kitchen floor, but what did she expect? It was pouring down outside!!! Mummy must like the rain though as she came outside with me and stood there for ages saying "Come on Daisy - be quick!" I had no idea what she was talking about so I went back to the hole I've been digging - it's getting ery deep now. For some reason mummy wasn't tremendously impressed when I emerged from the hole a little bit dirty. Well, you're bound to get grubby when you're digging aren't you. Then she dragged me out on a long walk in the rain. We went to a big field and I faniced a run, but instead of letting me off the lead mummy ran round the field with me. Honestly, anyone would think she didn't trust me. And I thought she was going to have a heart attack by the time we'd finished.

Still, I was shattered when we got home and retired to my box for a nap. Not sure mummy could believe it actually. It was quite late when I woke up but we still had time for a little game of tug before bed. Sunday's are fun.