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.

The Real Van Awayday

The lockdown awayday finally happened. The humans had been talking about giving the van a run, the weather was getting interestingly spring-like and from what they were saying, it sounded as if we could have a day out in my van without breaking any of the lockdown rules.

I didn’t need any encouragement to get into my van. I waited until my harness was attached to the strap and belt that secures me safely then I settled down between the front seats, in travel mode. I’d not forgotten what to do.

We drove for a short while, to a place called Anderton Nature Park. It’s part of the Mersey Forest and I’ve been there lots of times before. There are so many places to walk – in woodlands, by the canal, along paths and to the lakes and ponds which are called flashes  (something to do with the salt that’s mined here).

The humans had lunch in my van while I had treats and titbits to tease out of my Kong (it’s a sort of dog puzzle), then we walked for miles. I heard them say it was ok to drive somewhere nearby if you then walked for at least as long as it took you to drive there. Well, we did that alright!

It was a long walk, and they kept stopping, going oooh and aaah at the trees covered in blossom, and at the wild flowers growing. That was sort of ok too because I was able to have a good sniff around while they did this. We saw some other humans with their dogs, but although everyone now seems to stay at a distance, they usually say hello, which is friendly. We dogs, too, only briefly come closer for a quick sniff because all the humans keep them distanced too. It’s a bit different and it seems to be because of this coronavirus thing.

Nothing could have spoiled my day, though. It was wonderful to be in my van again, and although we didn’t go far or have a sleepover in it, I loved being out somewhere different for a change. I hope we can do it again soon.

The Campervan Awayday

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Let’s get this straight. It wasn’t an away DAY at all – oh no – we didn’t go anywhere as we just stayed on the drive. And it was an afternoon, not a full day. But in these lockdown days we have to be grateful for small blessings and tasty snippets of pleasure.

The human who feeds me decided that as it was warm and sunny, she’d get busy and would give my van a bit of a clean, so she took herself off outside to the front of the house, equipped with that noisy thing called a Dustbuster (the one I like chasing and barking at), and did things like cleaning the van’s fridge, washing the floor in the kitchen area and getting the mucky bits off the carpets and cab mats which had been there since we went away for a short break in February (ah, those were the days…).

Anyway, once it was a tad tidier and the cushions had been plumped up (I notice these things), she invited me to come and join her in my van. Well, I jumped at the chance when I heard the words “Bozzy in the van?” as I thought we might actually be going somewhere. But no, it was what she called an Awayday, so we stayed on the drive with the big sliding door open so the sun could stream in, and – best of all – she’d packed my ruffle snuffle mat with goodies so I could have a nuzzle in that and search out tasty titbits.

She sat in there with me. She’d carried a drink and biscuit to my van, put  her feet up on the long bench sofa and soaked up the sun while I snuffled and found the treats. Then I settled down by the open door to see what was going on outside.

To be honest, not much was going on at at all. I had a great view of the car and the small front lawn and that was about it. But I enjoyed being there. It was peaceful and the birds were singing (quite nicely too), and all in all I’d be up for doing this awayday lark again.

Especially if I get treats!