Vet dodging.

Sam tagged along for the marathon walking. Except i just wanted to get a move on but every winged beastie, every furry beast, we had to stop and look and he took photos so it was quite a looooong walk.  At one point i bumped into the vet....and realised I hadn't paid the very large bill for Thumper's unexpected stay, so nipped on again pretty sharpish in case she clocked who i was.  I've paid it now. So i no longer live in fear of randomly bumping into a vet on a country lane. However i do still fear bumping into the head of mastercard.