Can We Go Out, Mum?

Me and mum went for a crutch walkie for my eleven o'clock. My eleven o'clock walkie is my main walkie, it's supposed to be fun and stimulating and with at least a little bit of running in it. A crutch walkie is, well, to be honest, none of those things.

I tried my best, but I couldn't help being unruly and mischievous indoors. We waited and waited for W to come and take me out, and when he finally arrived for me, we were both relieved. We did some really fast running in the light rain, so I did get a good walkie in the end!

I do hope mum's leg heals soon! I need my walkies!