Cabin at the Beach

Hello Paw-Pals,

It's me again - your favourite sheepie's dog friend.

On Saturday, Miss H, the Boss and I went out to our uncle's farm where the Boss has built a cabin on one of the hills overlooking the beach.

This is the cabin - painted green for camouflage. The entire front is sliding doors the Boss got on TradeMe (which is NZ's version of Ebay - but waaaaaaay smaller).  

The bed complete with cushions that the Boss pinched from home.

Plates, mugs, cutlery, gas cooker, and nail storage shelf. The Boss got the shelf at the Op Shop. 

Last time Miss H and the Mother visited the cabin they had to rescue a couple of the Mother's good drinking glasses that she had been gifted and several special mugs that the Boss had snaffled for his cabin. 

The old lazyboy armchair has found a new home after living in the garage for awhile. 

Soooo comfy plus gives a GREAT view of the beach. Also, not allowed dogs on it... haha. 

(Note: The bucket toilet is out the back so that the Boss's building was small enough not to need a building permit.)

The view froom the cabin - straight ahead, left and right. Except for the motorbikes and vehicles that drive along the beach occasionally it is pretty much a private beach as it is an hour walk each way for public beach access. 

Speaking of the beach.... Can I go for a walk now? PLEASE!

ARGH! I am Blackbeard the Pirate! 

Yohoho! I am the incredibly attractive one-eyed pirate - still with a black beard....

I'm coming... Wait for me!

Ah hah! I caught you! I'm ready to go home now. 

I had a great time at the beach and two LOOOOOOONG walks. I can't wait to go again. 

Slobbery Kisses,

Snowy! Woof!