Hi everyone Beads the Airedale again

this is just another daft fing that Buster did on our last holiday in the North West Highlands. He did a great big belly flop dive from the rocks into the sea and swam out to the lobster creel booey (bouy)

he's bonkers, really he is 'cus he thort it was a big red ball. We

when he opened up his big mowf to try to grab the booey but even his big mowf isnt big enough for that. Venchully he worked out to grab the rope and started swimming back to us. But he was draggin a whole row of booeys 'cus they're all tached. Lucky the sea was calm and he's a good swimmer

I wuz finkin 'oh goodey lobster and langoustines for tea tonite'

but it all got too much for him and Mum got a bit worried so he had to let go of them. Venchully he got back onto the rock wiv us, what a silly Buster

Throo the nite there was a storm and next day there was a bright pink booey washed up on the beech by our cottage and Buster dragged it all the way back up the field and he played wif it for days. I wonder if it's still there when we go back in 2 weeks time - can't wait to find out.

lol Beads and Buster