My next door neighbor, Silka came over to play with me for awhile today while Pat did some work outside. I had been trying to help her by grabbing stuff and dragging it off but it didn't seem to make her happy and she was worried that my tongue was going to get cut. So I tried to drag Silke around instead until she got tired and went home.
When we went to Beauchamp Pt, it had been opened up for cars. Pat swore and we left to go to the beach, but on the way we saw my Poodle friends running on the golf course, so we stopped and I had a really great time playing in that cool way that poodles have of playing with each other. My tongue was really hanging out after that. We decided not to go to the beach because Pat had to get home to talk to a man about the lawn.
