Just got back from Mum's cousin's house. We met him & his wife over Chertsey Meads earlier & went for a stroll down the Thames with them. Then we went back to their house for a BBQ. I like it there - their garden is huge & full of interesting stuff for me to sniff. Plus their friends were all really nice to me (though everyone kept trying to stroke me - which was a bit annoying, as it was far too hot for that!). Dad got on my nerves as well, because he kept telling me to have a drink. He worries because sometimes I forget that I'm thirsty & get a little dehydrated when we're out in the sun, so he kept waving my water bowl in front of me. Truth be told, I was thirsty, but I was saving myself for burgers & sausages!
The food was good anyway, as Liam has this amazing grill which he seems really adept with. Me & Dad shared a burger & it was scrumptious - much better than the biscuits I get given usually. I wish I could eat burgers all day long, I'd be the happiest dog in the world.
Unfortunately, there was loadsa stuff happening in the gardens on either side - which I just had to bark at. What humans never seem to understand is that - if I visit somewhere, it becomes an extension of my territory, & any passing birds or other dogs nearby need to be made aware of that. Mum got embarrassed though when I started letting everyone know that, & said we had to go because I kept barking. Which sucked. But it was probably for the best, as I am pooped!!!
