Dog and Beach

This must be Dimairt's favourite place to be, and usually it is difficult to photograph him, as he is constantly on the move, running and jumping to catch sticks.

The poor wee soul has a sore hip, and after only a couple of minutes of stick-throwing, he is not walking on that leg.

So - no sticks.

It's hard, not being able to explain to a dog why his favourite game has been withdrawn.

He and I managed a lovely walk in the sun during a free period from school. It always feels like 'stolen' time - magic.