13 doggies go mad in Penarth. By Bessie

Today us 3 houndies did go for a walk round Cosmeston Lakes in Penarth with Mummy, Daddy, Tom, Bryn and our friends.   Katie was sposed to be coming too but then when it came to getting out of bed she couldn't be bothered so she stayed at home.

We was driving into the car park when we seen some people standing next to their car with a basset.  We has never seen these people before but Mummy think maybe them is someone who is coming on our walk but they never rsvped.   So she parks next to them and asks "Are you with us?"   The lady goes, "Er no" and Mummy say, "Oh sorry it's just you have a basset and the basset club of Wales is meeting today."  So the people come over to talk and their basset is only a 11 month old baby and him very cute and we get out the car and do meet and greet and them Mummy says they is welcome to join us for a walk but we isn't leaving for another hour.  Then the people say "Ok Bye."  And off they go.

So we have our breakfast and then Mummy says to Daddy there is better parking spots up by where we is sposed to be meeting everybody so can he move the car over there.  So he does and then all the humans and minihumans and houndies does arrive.   There is 13 doggies and lots and lots of minihumans, me has never seen so many minihumans on a walk.  Katie did miss out on this walk me do think.   While we is waiting the people with the basset come back and Mummy says "See I told you there were going to be more".  And their little basset has a great time meeting all the bigger bassets, but then they say goodbye and walk away and everybody say doesn't they want to walk with us but they say they have finished their walk and is going home now.

When we is all arrived Daddy takes a group photo and then we goes off on our walk.  First we all has to stop for a poo.  This is the first rule of going for a walk.  It doesn't matter how long you is waiting in the car park, you has to wait until you is away from the bins and on your walk before you does your poos.

We has a great time on our walk.  We does poos and we all runs and chases and Mr Wayne offers Daddy a snossij and Daddy eats it and then Mr Wayne tells Daddy it was a doggy tripe snossij.  Oh we was so embarrassed, Daddy really will eat anything if it is free.

Then we meets that basset and bloodhound we saw when we were here the other week but him didn't want to stop and talk to us.  Him didn't last time either.    Then we went down by the lake and had our picnic.  We had loads of different kinds of snossijs and tripe sticks and the humans had sandwiches and fruit and stuff.   Some of us paddled and Louie and Rollo and some of the braver bassets even swimmed.  Shirley and Lotty win the prize for swimming furthest out.

After lunch we met another baby basset, his name was Alfie and he was only 7 months old.  Everybody wanted to love him cos him was so sweet.  Him and his humans walked with us for a little bit.  

And then we got back to the car park and Mr John and Miss Julie and Miss Louise and Mr Dave had to go but the rest of us sat next to the cars and shared Mr Wayne's picnic.  We all agreed that him had the best picnic we had ever seen.  Him had more food in his cool box than we has in our entire house (that isn't even an exaggeration).