Thur 16th Mar: Holiday beachification
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Tara:
Oooooh Mum has been so sneaky! She has been having a Special Secret and she didn't tell us! We are having another mountaineering holiday! And it starts today!!!!
It is SO EXCITING!!!!
It started with a new sausage place. Not our usual sausage place. Dad said he felt disloyal, and he prefers the old place. Mum didn't mind. Cato liked it cos he could Starling Hunt. And I didn't like it cos a big black Lab came and looked at me.
This is me waiting to see if my sausage is ready. I have a pink bow on. Mum brushed me all fluffy before we came out, but I got myself looking right by now. Fluffy isn't real, is it, Aunties? This is real. Cato wanted sausage too.
But then he saw a little black pigeon and started obsessifying. I was still interested in sausage though.
That's it. Mum says that baby black pigeons are really starlings.
looks a bit mean to me.
The beach was nice today. Empty and sniffy and the sea was disappearing.
We did lots of fighting. And bouncing. Cos the sausage was nice and filling my tummy.
Cato got cross with me once. Don't know why. But he forgot about it after a while, so I bounced on him some more. No nasty big spaniels today. so it woz nice.
white pigeons. I know Mum says they are gulls. But I don't know if you know wot they are. And if I call them white pigeons then you know wot I mean, don't you?
Just sky
Anyway, the bestest ever bit is that tomorrow we go mountaining. On holiday mountaining.
This afternoon we are helping Mum pack and choose toys and blankets and beds and stuff, so that we can have them in our mountains.
And tomorrow morning we go in the car to see our mountains.
Mum says that there will be LOTS of mountains. And fields and dry stone wall mountains. And we are going back to the skate park mountain where Mum took pics last time. And it is all VERYVERYVERY EXCITING.
She says that she didn't tell us about it until today, on account of not wanting us to explode. Me with mountaineeringness, and Cato with worry about the packing and being left behind. 
Mum's translation: we are off to a self catering cottage in Yorkshire, where there are Dales (not mountains) and dry stone walls, and hills and fields. But of course, all Tara can think about is mountaineering... I hope that now Cato is gluten free, he will have a bit more stamina. And judging by the amount of bed humping he has been doing, it looks like he may be full of the Joys of Spring. 
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