Crikey ... how bad is this????? At the beach yesterday arvo I saw one of my best mates Boof. He's a red heeler and a real good bloke. Quite aptly named as it turns out. Now I hadn't seen Boof for quite sometime so I was ever so pleased to see him. We had a good run while Mum and Dad talked to his owner to find out where she had been hiding. Well ..... listen to this .... turns out she hadn't been to the beach with Boof for so long because the last time she was at the beach she broke her leg. How did that happen? Well don't look at me!!!!! But it went something like this. I was running around like a maniac as I usually do and Boof was chasing me. I ran straight for Boof's Mum and at the last minute dodged around her. Now Boof was so intent on chasing me that he had eyes only for me .... didn't even see his Mum and BANG straight into her he went. She went down like a ton of bricks but we all thought she was ok. So did she and managed to walk off the beach. Well ... turns out she wasn't ok at all. A BROKEN leg .... fair dinkum .... that's no fun. I think somehow that it was all my fault .... I feel sooooooooooo bad!!!! To make matters worse while Mum and Dad were talking to Boof's owner we kept running back to them at a million miles an hour again and EVERYONE was very nervous. They ended up sitting down on the sand. Less distance to fall, aye??? I liked their thinking. Please tell me it wasn't my fault. Can I blame Notme? .... No!! .... I didn't think so. Crikey I feel sooooooooooo bad!!!!
Wanna run ... Love, Charlie.