Mud, mud, glorious mud!

L and C took me doodle dashing on Mersea Island with some Essex doods and as the tide was out there was plently of mud about.


Me and Wispa checking out the pillbox


Louie (with mud socks) demonstrating his famous 'beg' trick


A quick dip to clean the mud off before we go in it again on the way back

After a quick clean off and a rub down we headed to L's aunt LC's for Sunday lunch. It was brilliant - every time LC disapeared she came back with a piece of chicken or beef for me (better than that dried stuff I usually get). I then helped myself to a homemade short bread biscuit for desert. A paw-fect day!