Get Down!

Ollie usually gets spoken to a little sharply when he puts his paws up, scratches the window sill and leaves filthy paw marks on the foolishly chosen, cream curtains (not that he takes any notice, being the cheekiest dog in London). But today I let him off, as I know how he feels and I'd like to be out there too, but still not feeling fit as a fiddle (and it was something to blip rather than a pile of used tissues!)