We left early on Friday morning with Kramer strapped in his harness on the back seat. He somehow managed to get out of the harness until I tightened it. (He's been clipped and is not as wooly as he sometimes has been. We left the main highway before Nambour and went to the supermarket to pick up a few items (including dog food) that we had forgotten before heaving home. We left Kramer in the carfor the short time, but when we came back he had his snout in my handbag searching for treats.
Back in his harness we kept going and called in at a few small towns along the Mary Valley Highway. We got out of the car at one small town and found a cafe for lunch. A small pizza was shared at a table under the awning of the shop. We remarked at the way the country shops had these huge awnings which provided much shade from the burning sun, and a wonderful spot for outdoor eating.
Kramer made a friend or two - people are always coming to him for a pat. "Isn't he cute" etc. which of course he loves.
We arrived at the B & B in the afternoon, and met up with the hosts, and their dog, Tulla. Kramer was less than friendly - so we kept them apart.
The accomodation was wonderful, and they do allow the dogs inside the room. Kramer clip clopped along the plastic timberlook floor and sounded like he was tap dancing.
He went for a short walk - but as usual decided that walking was not for him! We ate a snack meal in our room, without going "out" to dine, and Kramer tried to settle into this unfamiliar surroundings.
Late in the day as the sun was going down, Kramer spied his reflection in the glass door. Immediately his tail and hackles went up, and he growled as he walked towards his menacing reflection! It was all over in a split second as he launched onto the mystery dog and banged his face into the glass door. He couldn't work it out.
We laughed and laughed, while Kramer just looked confused.
Back in his harness we kept going and called in at a few small towns along the Mary Valley Highway. We got out of the car at one small town and found a cafe for lunch. A small pizza was shared at a table under the awning of the shop. We remarked at the way the country shops had these huge awnings which provided much shade from the burning sun, and a wonderful spot for outdoor eating.
Kramer made a friend or two - people are always coming to him for a pat. "Isn't he cute" etc. which of course he loves.
We arrived at the B & B in the afternoon, and met up with the hosts, and their dog, Tulla. Kramer was less than friendly - so we kept them apart.
The accomodation was wonderful, and they do allow the dogs inside the room. Kramer clip clopped along the plastic timberlook floor and sounded like he was tap dancing.
He went for a short walk - but as usual decided that walking was not for him! We ate a snack meal in our room, without going "out" to dine, and Kramer tried to settle into this unfamiliar surroundings.
Late in the day as the sun was going down, Kramer spied his reflection in the glass door. Immediately his tail and hackles went up, and he growled as he walked towards his menacing reflection! It was all over in a split second as he launched onto the mystery dog and banged his face into the glass door. He couldn't work it out.
We laughed and laughed, while Kramer just looked confused.
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