The only little problem we had was that I held my pees and poops for over 24 hours! When I at home I always go in the garden, and I only ever does a weewee on a walk if I super-duper desperate and can't hold it at all anymore, usually I wait till I comes home and then does it there, I never ever done a poops on a walk before. So while we was on holidays I was really confuzzled, the cottage had an enclosed garden but how was I supposed to know that I was allowed too pee and poop there?! Eventually I had a peepee on a walk, but because I had a poorly tummy before we came on hol-ee-day Mum was worried about me holding my poopies for so long. Anyway, eventually on wednesday night I just casnot hold my poopies anymore and wented in the garden. I never seed Mum look so happy, so I figured I did the right thing!! I got the hang of it properly by Thursday. (Mum says that a bit late cos we comed home on friday anyway BOL!!)
There was a big paddock at the back of the cottage, these dudes live there:
On the first day we wented to the beach! Woohoo, my favourite. This was probably the best beach I ever beed to, there were lots of rockpools to explore (the sea still scares me though cos those wavey things always try to chase me!) and lots of intesting things had beed washed up. I enjoyed picking up random shells and getting zoomies cos I be so proud of my 'find'. We walked as far as we could along the beach but the tide was coming in, so we wented up some realllly steep steps and walked along the cliff tops. Mum was ascared I'd be silly and try and climb down to the beach but I was a really good boy, and even posed for a photo.
The next day was sooo fun. Mum did a stupids though and forgots her camera!! First we went to a little beach that very popular with dog walkers. I had good funs playing with a Curly Coated Retriever and a Basset Hound, a Labrador and some other little dogs. There was lots of other dogs around but their owners were grumpy bums and didn't let their dogs play with me (even though their dogs wanted to!). I glad my Mum not be like that, she says socialising be very important for dogs, and I agrees. I was a good boy while the grumpy bums walked past though, and sat by Mum's side and waited.