Pensive Pooch

Our canine Robbie has taken to sitting alone out on our "lawn" in a trance-like state. Even when I call him he slowly turns his head and stares at me as though having no recognition of who I am. Very strange...

If I go out and give him a scruff he will race around like a mad thing and then collapse on his blanket and have a snooze.

We are all going a little stir crazy with the winter gloom and there is still snow to come.