In the doghouse

No, not him, it's the whippet that's in trouble. She ran off in the graveyard when she was out for a walk. No big deal but enough of a show of dissent to get the lead snapped back on and to have her marched home in shame. Once she was home I thought I'd take a blip of her as she was pulling such a magnificently pathetic and miserable expression but she was sulking so much she was having none of it. At which point Joe saved the day by offering to do his sulky whippet impersonation - thanks son.