We decided to go look at a new tor with Uncle Alan. Boy did we pick the wrong day.
It started pouring down as soon as we got out the car.
We got soaked even with coats and umbrellas.
We didn't see any hound.
Ella started to freak out anyway.
We think she cried because she got wet.
We found a pub to warm up.
Warm milk was just the right thing for us.
The cuddly cat helped a lot too.
The excellent fish and chips at
Rugglestone.
An after-lunch snuggle with Uncle Alan.
Still feeling a bit cold and wet when we got home.
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