The Buttercup Path

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“Shall we go for coffee? Have walk earlier as it’s going to be hot today?” one of the humans said.

“Yes, good idea,” said the other one, “set off early and walk before it gets too hot for him.” (“him” being me – they do think of me walking in warm weather and usually take me out when it’s cooler, in the morning and evening.

I wasn’t going to hide away and seem reluctant to go because I heard them say we were taking my campervan for another run, and off we set to the nearby nature park, forest and canal (we got lost in the woods there last time we went).

On the way, the human who was driving suddenly remembered he’d not packed the jar of coffee into the bag we took. We had hot and cold water, milk, biscuits (for them and me), but no coffee? They decided it wasn’t a disaster, they’d drink hot water (uh?!?) but when we arrived they found some tea bags in a cupboard in my van, so all was fine. They usually keep the van supplies topped up, but with the lockdown, and not being able to go away and stay in it, there are only a few basics in the cubpoards for the time being.

Walking in the sunshine through fields full of buttercups and long grasses was quite delightful. Most of the buttercups and grasses were taller than me, and there were buttercups everywhere.

I saw a few dogs and had a bit of a play, people said hello and everyone was doing the proper social distancing thing they all are supposed to do now. The paths we followed took us through the woods where it was shady, and as we walked back by the canal there was one boat puttering along. The driver (not sure what you call boat drivers) said hello, what a wonderful day it was.

All very friendly. Nice morning out, and now it’s snooze time.

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