Wet, very wet

Sadly the sudden rise in temperatures means that all that lovely snow is disappearing - and its gotten wet - very very wet.
Pooch of course doesn't care - she still demands to be taken out & well - its character building. So kitted up we headed out onto the fells today - Pushka's enthusiasm soon waned - despite the fact that her little harness only ever means we're heading into the hills (her favourite thing) - she still hates it being put on - I think she thinks its symbolises some sort of submission. This could of course also be her "oh no, I'm going to get towelled" face.