It's a dog's life

Snore.
Snooze.
Bark at postman.
Snore.
Snooze.
Bark at fresh air.
Eat your body weight in dog food*.
Snore.
Snooze.
Explore local fields on late afternoon walk.
Snore.
Snooze.
Bark at neighbours coming home.

You get the picture!


* Not a normal portion!
His food comes in big heavy duty polythene bags - and as the postage costs the same whether you order 1 or 2 bags thought it made sense to get 2 and store the spare one on top of the log pile until we needed it. However it looks like a pesky mouse decided to nibble his way through the polythene - and then discovered that dog food wasn't necessarily the best diet for a mouse, as I found his dead body in the pile of dog food under the logs that Bill was trying to frantically get to - eugh!