Day one - Herbie's weekend

I've had a fab weekend. Yesterday they took me to Whisby Nature Park (one of my favourite places) where I ran and ran and ran. Actually, I didn't just run, I swam too. We'd only been at the park for a few minutes and I spotted the water. I CAN'T resist water. There were two moorhens at the edge and I quickly got them moving. Mum and Dad began to get worried because I was getting further and further out into the lake, following the moorhens. They were shouting and shouting from the bank 'Herbie come, Herbie come'. I just put on my 'I can't hear you' face and stayed focused on the prey! Eventually, I spotted that Mum was waving something and remembered that she usually has a pocket full of goodies, so I got out of the water to have a look. It was a milky bone, certainly worth coming out for. We then continued our walk and came across lots of 'dog mates' to have a sniff and a chase with. We were in Mum's little ford ka, because Dad's car is broken, so I had to sit at Mum's feet. There wasn't a lot of room and I kept rubbing my little wet body on Mum's legs and making her wet and cold (Tee Hee). When we got home I had to be rubbed down with a towel and then it was tea time and a sleep in my bed next to the fire.
Today they took me to the local common, another good place for meeting dog mates and finding stinky stuff to roll in! It was rather wet and muddy so Mum had more wet and cold trousers and I had another rub down! It's not a bad life!!