Mud, water, deer, ducks - all in one walk, what more could a dog want!
Even though I had to sit in the back of the car for 4 hrs it was worth it. Janet and I headed for Oulton Broad to visit her mother. When we got there I shot into the house to find her, I checked every room, but there was no sign of her.  I was told that she is in hospital, so I won't see her this time. However, I still had my usual walk down by the marshes. Down a wooded footpath with a lovely mucky green dyke down one side - I'm not allowed in there, so I usually behave myself until we've crossed the railway line, and then if I'm sneaky I can get down into the water to check for ducks before I get called back (I'm very obedient, mainly because I get a tasty treat!). Yesterday we went right down to the river, and I had an amazing time splashing around trying to get to the ducks and peering under the water for sticks.
Why is it that water gets deep? I must admit that I love water, especially if it's muddy and smelly, but I DO NOT like swimming, so I have to progress very slowly, because - all of a sudden my feet don't touch the ground - PANIC!!!
On the way back I was trotting along quite happily with a stick in my mouth (bliss), when all of a sudden this object came hurtling along the path towards me, it shot of the path across the dyke just before it got to me, I just had time to register that it was a muntjac deer before it disappeared into the rushes. I tried chase it, but it meant swimming across the dyke - how disappointed was I! A second later a large black labrador  rushed round the corner, very upset that his deer had vanished!
Back to Chichester this afternoon - so the woods again tomorrow :)