Aunties, it isn't right!
Cato:
You know how much we love Mum and Dad. We do! And we love walking and sniffing and snuggling and wrestling with pythons and EVERYTHING. So we are happy. We are.
But... we used to do more walks. Back when Mum was taking dictation and me and Tara were blogging every day, it was HARD work! But we got to go out all the time, and went to interesting sniffy places. Different every day. And it was hot and sunny and nice. And muddy and fun.
For ages and ages and ages we haven't been doing that. We don't get big long sunny rambles. And we don't get to go to new places. It is all rushing to go to the square field, or Foxy park, or street walking, and sometimes the big Lake Park. We haven't been to the sand dunes for EVER. Or Bear Park. Or our big soggy rocky beach with seagulls and seaweed.
Mum says it is cos of Work Stuff. And short lunchtimes. And Autumn weather and stuff.
But it is just sad. And I think it is cos her camera died, and the new camera is horribubble and she can't make it work properly. All blurry.
I miss our walks.
Tara:
Yeah!
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