Not co-operating

I was awake quite early this morning for a Saturday. I released Bailey, made a cup of tea, sorted washing and the week's droppings and piles and made Bailey rice and chicken for his breakfast which seems to have settled his tummy down. We were walking before nine and then a bit of shopping done and a birthday parcel posted. 

This afternoon was less productive - largely because of a lengthy 'nap' - but Bailey had a mad 10 minutes with a squeaky ball after his tea. Until I went and got my camera, of course, when he decided that he was no longer performing. I think he might have been getting his own back for last night's blip-pose.