Not a good day

Not a good day today for our Little Man.

I can't quite bring myself to say a bad day, because that will be acknowledging something that I'm finding difficult to accept.

It's a judgement call that is increasingly difficult to make; whether to take Harris out or not. My default is always to walk him because ..... well that's what we do. If we didn't go out, he'd just sleep all day and warble round the garden occasionally.

So, we did go out. In fact we went out twice. He was very, very slow but seemed content to just poodle along at his own pace.