Battered

The garden is battered. By the rain and the wind...and by naughty digging paws. This little poorly daff was not the result of mucky paw shenanegans, I might add!

Today was busy, as always, though productive. I'm a bit pooped. And it is only 8.20pm. I think my bed is calling, ready for the 4.30am alarm and my training session with Ronnie.

Today was the last Yaris day. For a wee while. Until those mucky paws come out to play anyway!

Night night.x

PS. The sun did shine today! ;0)