Hello again, it’s me, Mouse.
What do you think of my pun, then? Worthy of Mum, I’d say. OK, I do probably need to explain… The Staff made a quick and efficient job of packing up on our last morning on the Gold Coast, despite the fact that it was absolutely bucketing with rain. We won’t talk about the thunderstorm the night before, OK? I was very stressed, and the less said the better.
Anyway, back to yesterday morning. The Staff had arranged to meet up with old friends of Dad’s, Uncle AJ and Aunty Margaret. Uncle AJ suggested meeting at Yatala Pies! Mum was leaping for joy (hobbling is more like it – Mum). They have an extensive menu, a large premises, drive-through service and outdoor picnic area where doggos are able to share the meaty loot with their Staffs. It’s a historic pie-venue in the area and is also known as ‘The Pie in the Sky‘ because they have a giant Pie on a pole beside the road. Mum says her meat pie was barely OK. The pastry was good, but the filling was an oniony grey slurry. Bit of a shame, considering the place’s reputation.
(However, her dessert pie was outstanding! They do a really good apricot pie, and it was so good she made Dad buy a family sized one for them both to eat later! But it doesn’t count in the pie stakes because it’s not an actual meat pie.)
Last night we stayed in a little caravan park in Warwick and the Staff had dinner with friends. I didn’t mind, as I had ensured I was fed and given treats beforehand. The park was great, lots of bushland round the outside, loads of great smells to enjoy. I made both Mum and Dad get up in the middle of the night so I could go for another sniff! Today we went from Warwick to St George, which is a fairly long, straight and boring drive, but there was Another set of painted silos to look at! I’ve talked about the really nice ones at Thallon before, but there’s more of them at Yelarbon, and the subject is different. Mum had obviously listened to my art direction tips last time, as I think she made a decent job of photographing them, don’t you think?
There’s a special viewing area where you can see the silos with minimal visual interference. There’s also an information board where you can read the story. Mum started to read it, but I was more interested in sniffing stuff, so she took a photo instead.
We’re here at Uncle Jim and Aunty Shelley’s for two nights. They have a new dog called Shorty, who reminds me just a bit of my mate Diesel Dog down in NSW. Shorty is just a young girl, who is nice, friendly and polite, unlike the previous dog of the house, who followed me around and wanted to interfere with me, which I couldn’t be doing with. (Poor Ruffy died and Mouse is being rather unfeeling, but Ruffy was a bit inappropriate, poor old boy – Mum). After this, we’ll be turning northward towards home, and will be staying in two new caravan parks we haven’t tried before, so it’ll be a bit of an adventure.
Right, that’s your lot for today. I can see my bowls are waiting and it’s that time of the day, so Mum has to stop taking dictation and start my dinner. I expect the humans will be doing endless yapping tomorrow, so I shall find a spot in the sun and instruct young Miss Shorty in advanced treat-extraction techniques…
Till next time.