It goes without saying that Spud the dog has been missing Tom since he went to university. We were a bit worried he’d pile on some weight without Tom around to whack tennis balls for him, for hours on end; but having the door open all day every day and a continuous stream of guys working in the field, yard and house has meant he has had more time outside and exercise than he might otherwise have done*.
Here is Spud in the car, watching and waiting for Tom to come down from his room in halls, no dog allowed in halls I’m afraid.
He had a splendid time on the beach, swimming in the silvery sea
*We are wondering just how many of the windfall apples Spud has managed to drop in the kilometre of trench that was dug in the field, for the pipes to feed the ground source heat pump, we may have an orchard rather than a meadow next year.