Day 17 Rugby –
Well, have I got a story to tell from last night. It was very nearly the last time you would ever hear from me. As you know, my family had a dinner date at The Harvester near by, this was the reason for us being where we were in Rugby. I was left in charge of the long kennel as I was not invited because Harvester pubs are not dog friendly. The pub was just 300 crow yards away from our mooring in the park but the other side of the very busy non stop traffic, four lane A426 Leicester to Rugby high speedway. Yes, at some stage, (I can’t tell the time) I pulled what I thought was a masterful Houdini trick (dislodge flimsy bolt push open doors and exit from long kennel underneath Cratch cover), I really don’t know what came over me. I then followed the scent of my carers along a path and through a small wood but then hit the road! I don’t remember how I survived. I was dancing all over the place I was apparently rescued by two separate motorists who stopped and helped me and guided me to safety. I caused quite a commotion it seems. When my family returned an hour and a half later I was waiting by my long kennel my tail between my legs shaking – I won’t do that again.
Anyway it is a lovely day today and I am exhausted after my experience. We had a leisurely departure from Rugby and I slept on the poop deck helping him with the navigation. We stopped for lunch at a pretty spot called Easenhall and here I was happy to watch my bearded one and my long haired one as they each painted a picture. This was more than enough excitement for one day (my picture for today.)
Day 17 Rugby –