Beach visit

Archie has been his usual stand-offish self with the visitors. And rudely staring at them all evening from as far away as he can get while being in the same room.

However, they saw another side to him today when we were at the beach - he was running round chasing sticks like an ordinary wee dog. Yes, we went to Gullane Beach, about 40 minutes drive away. I sat with him in the back seat, poo bag to hand for any vomit, but he wasn’t sick!

After a breezy beach walk, we went to the Bonnie Badger for a nice pub lunch, then a 40 minute drive back, Archie with his head in lap the whole way. He was pretty miserable, but not sick! We got the whole way home with the sick bag remaining unused. How we celebrated!

But...

Five minutes after getting out of the car, it came. Poor wee chap. No, he hasn’t grown out of it.

A grand day out. Though Archie may not agree.