My youngest person recently went to Chester for her driving theory test.
We went via train, which is a big horrible metal box which makes horrible noises and wobbles horribly and there are horrible smelly people, and it is big and scary. I didn’t want my photo taken on the train and my people were trying to console me a little. Either way when we got off I was okay. We walked to the test centre and dropped of the youngest and went off for our walkies along the Chester canal.
At first it was all very urban and not the prettiest of walks, but as long as my legs are moving I don’t mind. There were also a lot of cyclists, my person got angry with a lot of them for not using their bell and warning her of their existence, (She isn’t polite when I am in danger).
There were some lovely houses we got to right on the bank of the canal, they had little boats moored outside, and we waved to the people in their garden as we walked past.
So we sat and waited with bated breath.
So it was on to lunch and a mini picnic in Grosvenor Park in the middle of the city.
I have never been before and neither had the youngest person so we were amazed to find an abundance of squirrels. I was very good and I didn’t chase one at all!
I don’t like the sneaky things. But when I was told to sit and watch and sat and watched.
Eventually one the food was gone and we were ready to go I was allowed to bark at one of them.
We had a walk around and my people had a little shop around. Being cute and fluffy as long as they asked I was let into quite a few shops!
Some I had to be carried round in but I didn’t mind.
After a very long day it was back to that horrible box. But really it wasn’t that horrible I even got my own seat this time and I had a kip on the way home.