A nice quiet dogwalk I told myself. That’s what I wanted. Only it wasn’t what I got.
Monster was determined to come too, despite me deciding to go and check the furthest gate at the furthest point of this 45 acre field. It’s a long walk.
Here are the two dots – Pepper was way ahead.
It was a gorgeous clear day and the light was magical.
Monster was on top form. I have never been this far away from home with him.
But he kept up, sort of – yes, I waited so he could always see me and shouted for him so he didn’t lose us.
He was quite easy to see, too, which helped.
I like to think everyone was wearing their Hi-Vis!
Once the gate had been checked – it has been known to open after a storm and everyone could go out into the hill if they could be arsed.
I checked the horses too.
And we finally reached the home field gate. I knew Monster would struggle here, though he could’ve cheated and gone home via the garden, which would’ve been much drier.
He had a few “ew, mud” moments.
But he worked out the best route, like all of us do – aim for the grassy tussocks and pray hard.
Someone will sleep well tonight. That was a long walk for a cat.
