Fun in the sun............... And other stuff?!!

Today it was mega, mega hot & sunny and today Ann had the whole day off (yay!) so this morning she said, 'Molly, let's go for a little trek around town and then go for breakfast at' Porthmeor West'. Ann had a very scrummy, yummy bacon roll and she didn't share and a cup of coffee. And I had a bowl of water all to myself.

And then when we got home she said, 'Molly, I'm going to sit in my egg chair and read trashy magazines all morning. Best laid plans and all that..........................

Ann is a bit of a property tycoon. OK slight exaggeration; she owns a flat in Edinburgh which she is renting out via 'Airbnb'. The visitors who had been staying for the last three days were due to leave and new people were due to arrive......................... Only despite leaving three messages for the departing visitors, she'd had no communication from them whatsoever........................

By 9.30am Ann's imagination had gone into overdrive and she was convinced that her 'Airbnb' visitors hadn't responded to her messages because they were:

a) Checking in to steal all her stuff.

b) Checking in to kill themselves. (Unfortunately Ann has had experience of this before; though not in our own flat I hasten to add.)
c) Checking in and then refusing to leave.



Soooooo she texted our very lovely scrubber 'executive housekeeper' and said, 'Please text me when you're in the flat and let me know if everything is OK'. Obviously she didn't say; I think you might find a couple of dead bodies in there?!!

Anyway to cut a very long story short – 2 secs after Ann sent the text, visitors phoned and said they'd lost one of the keys?! How can you lose a key when they're all on the same keyring? They were so embarrassed and kept saying over and over again that they'd pay for the locks to be changed etc, etc. Getting bored now of wittering on – visitor found key in his shoe after he'd left don't even ask? and brought it back so all is good. And they love the flat and want to stay again which is even better. Yay!

Sooooooo after a traumatic morning, off we went to 'Bamaluz' (the dog friendly beach) for the afternoon. It was such fun. Ann never bothers to bring my bouncy balls out any more because normally I just have two little chases and then I'm tired. Today I was like a little puppy. I was zooming around all over the place. I met a man who had a spaniel and a black lab and he was throwing balls into the sea for them. I wasn't as speedy as them because they were years younger than me but the man was ever so nice to me. He kept throwing the green bouncy ball for me and then after about half an hour Ann said, 'Molly, let's just chillax. It's hot. I have trashy magazines to read.'

The very nice man said I could keep the green bouncy ball but by this time Ann was fed up because she'd had no 'chillax' time so she thanked the man, took the green bouncy ball off me and buried it in the sand underneath her feet. ….................And that's when I went into 'naughty mode'?!! Do you want to know what I did?........................ First I dug loads and loads of holes around Ann's feet because I could smell that the green bouncy ball was somewhere near Ann. And then because I couldn't get to the green bouncy ball, I decided to tip up my travel water bowl, (which Ann had very kindly filled with water for me) and then I started to chew it. Obviously Ann went ballistic was a little bit cross with me.

But do you know what?............................. My very clever cunning plan of pretending to chew up my travelling water bowl worked........................... Ann started throwing the green bouncy ball for me again.

I've had such a fun afternoon. We've met loads of people on the beach and no-one could believe that I'm 13 years old. ….................


…..................I'm such a super speedy gorgeous little collie..........................