Today I got up as normal, down the stairs, lick for mum, lick for dad, up to the window to see what is going on in my street. A dog was walking up so I growled and barked at him, cheek, walking on my street. Then I thought, what if the back door is open? I could give him what for from the back to. Off the window, into kitchen, flaps open but noooooo, the big gate is shut. Mmmmmm, I bark at him anyway. Job done breaky. After breaky instead of my morning patrol of the block we all got into Mini and were off. We went to granny and grampa’s part of toun, but did not go to visit them. Mini stopped next to a big, big, big church. The air smelled of dads beer. We walked up to a bridge, because the bridge never had windows down to where it crossed I got to play ball.