The mystery of the raw bone – Travelling with dogs

This morning, the kids walked out of the annex to see our beautiful and well mannered dog… sneaking out of another couple’s caravan awning!!

“Wait, is this our dog?” I heard Mr7 ask.
“NALAAAA!!!!” Yelled Miss5.
“Nala! Go back!” Said Mr9 firmly and she actually listened.

She did the walk of shame back into our annex, where I saw her. I saw her and I saw the monstrosity of a raw bone she was holding in her mouth! There was still some meat on it. It looked like something that would have made a decent roast… Continue reading “The mystery of the raw bone – Travelling with dogs”