01/06/2026
My Holiday on the Isle of Mull
By Nab 🐾
I went to Mull with my Dads, my sister Bay and our campervan Amble. At first I sat in the back, but then I decided important travelling dogs should sit in the front and help look out for sheep, ferries, ice creams and otters. Sadly we never saw any otters.
I also discovered I like water now. Mull had beaches, rivers and little streams everywhere. Bay acted like a water expert, but I was brave too, even if I sometimes ran straight back out because Scottish water is freezing.
We went on lots of walks. My Dads called them “beautiful scenic trails.” I called them “places with exciting smells and mud.”
I also started a tick collection. My Dads were strangely not impressed and kept removing them with tiny tools while saying “not another one.”
At night we all slept in the van after big adventures. Bay acted like she had climbed Everest and I snored loudly to show I had worked hard too.
It was the best holiday ever. Next time though, apparently my tick collecting hobby is banned. 🐾
