Spud the dog is in his element. Here he is on his Sunday morning walk.
Not a little girl in a pretty sundress in sight. The early morning mist burnt off for a stunning sunny day.
However Spud did blot his copy book, I was distracted briefly whilst making the sandwiches for lunch and when I returned all that was left was lettuce leaf on the kitchen floor, Tom’s order of ham salad with pesto mayo was no more. Naughty Spud. Just as well I had preselected my beach reading.