Rambles with Raffa

We woke up and I knew that something different was on the cards. They were fussing about and making sure I was ready to go. We walked towards the pub and suddenly a lovely beagle and her mum appeared from the car park. It was Raffa.  I greeted Raff with an arooo and a nose bump. She seems quite nice. There was much chattering from the humans whilst we wandered along. Raffa and I sniffed and aroooed at each other as we had only met the night before in the pub and we were both very sleepy as you will recall. I found out that she had a pawly leg from a week ago, so I was more gentle than usual when I meet another fur. I can be quite boisterous and like to jump and play. When Raffa said her shoulder was bad, I thought I should be gentlemanly.
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We went up the Grisedale valley and I showed Raffa all the sheep and cows that I had seen a couple of days before. She was quite impressed and the views up to Helvellyn were really clear so we both marvelled at the sights. We sniffed about on the grass and when the sheep were too near we aroooed in unison to move them away. Teamwork. We even managed to get one sheep that leapt over Raffa and her mum, when it felt a little penned in by a gate. It was more Tigger than sheep. We were arooing so much at one point that the farmers came out of their house to see what all the kerfuffle was. Fortunately we were both on very tight leads so we couldn’t get anywhere near the sheep. We didn’t chase them, just aroooed at them. I don’t think the sheep wanted to play anyway. We seemed to go on for ages, and the humans were chattering to each other. Raffa & I just patrolled and sniffed about in the long grass. Raffa also nommed some sheep doo-doo’s which was horrible but apparently she said its quite tasty. I didn’t believe her so I decided against this little delicacy. We were quite a way up the path and Raffa told me she was getting tired so we turned round and wandered back. Raffa had a ride in her chariot as she had been pawly recently.My D even helped push her chariot, I suppose thats what humans are there for really.
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We went to the boat house coffee place near Glenridding for the humans to have coffee and buns. Raffa had some lunch and I ate biscuit noms. It was really nice as there were loads of other people there, as well as many furs coming and going. The nice ladies in the the coffee place even put out the awning when it started raining. Raffa had a sleep as she had woofed she was a bit tired.
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I aroooed quite a lot at everybody and every fur that passed by, much to everyones amusement. Whilst Raffa wasn’t looking, I thought it would be a good idea to remind Raffa’s M that she had promised me belly rubs and tickles. Once they had been administered, I went back for my M to give me more tickles and I managed to sit on her lap to watch the world go by. It was great, apart from the rain, and the views are brilliant.
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I wanted to stay but Raffa had to go home, so we wandered back slowly along the road. I thought it would be polite to give Raff another nose bump and she returned the favour. I did blush a little, as my rufty tufty image was being dismantled. We are pals, which is good as I like being friends with other furs, especially Beagles.
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We said our farewells so that Raffa and her M could go home again. We had a great time.
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Once Raffa & her mum had left to go home, I had sad ears but I knew I had a new friend for life. Actually I had 2 new friends as I think her mum quite liked me too. She certainly liked my aroooing ability. We went to the White Lion and I got more gravy bones from the landlady. And the nice lady who wanted snogs earlier in the week was there, so I had more tickles and belly rubs to help me sleep more soundly. I snoozed and wondered what the next day would bring. I knew it wouldn’t be as exciting as patrolling with Raffa and her mum, but we would find somewhere interesting and fun to go. And it was to be the last day of our holibobs.

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Enjoying life in my forever home. Sharing my contentment with whoever will read my tales.

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