We went to Wales. Part 2 Water

My greatest passion in life is my tennis ball, closely followed by water.

In Wales there is an abundance of the wet stuff and we made sure the hoomans took us to some each day.

Imagine our delight when we stopped here and were told we could spend the morning splashing and swimming.

Molly this is a very big lake. What shall we do first?

Come on, don't dilly dally, let's have a swim.

Oh my gosh, Molly I think I have found something here.

This is an excellent find.

What do you think of this?

It's a bit heavy

I just need to get it balanced

You going to come and help?

Don't rush!

Now I have brought it all the way out don't think you are going to get your paws on it.

You didn't exactly hurry to help did you?

I am going to ask the hoomans to throw it so I can retrieve it again.

Molly can you see it?

When I asked them to throw it I didn't mean to the other side of the lake!

Oh blast. It has gone. After all my hard work.

It's very deep, my stick must have sunk.

Made it back safely to dry land.

The soggy look isn't very fetching is it?

Molly you won't find the stick, there is no point looking.

Let's get the hoomans to throw my ball.

Hope they haven't thrown it too far.

There you go, I've got it.

It's my ball so you can watch me.

Taffy.

Talk about hog this post with his swimming and fetching skills.

I am going to tell you about something I enjoyed on our holiday.

Be back tomorrow.

Molly