Happy Father's Day!

The morning brought rainy and windy weather, and my trusted raincoat came out to do its job. However, by the time I had done all my traffic supervising - dog detection with guard duty - sniffing through the better part of the smaller sheep enclosure - jumping rocks - finding mum when she hid behind trees, in short, my standard walkie, the sun was out and the coat unnecessary. But it keeps my tummy dry in wet grass, so it was still good to wear.

This Sunday is Father's Day, so we went over to grandpa with a present and red roses. There was a cake, and everyone had coffee and grandpa was happy with his new winter hat. Did I get any cake? No. But grandma gave me a yummy homemade meatball.