My Mate

Well, the snow is nearly melted outside my house. The snowdrops are now browndrops, and I've got a single solitary daffodil nodding at me as I open the door. The rumour is spring might be on her way at last...

Cara-pup, on the other hand, doesn't give a fig for any of that. If there's food to eat and sticks to chase and shoes to be wee'd on, she's as happy as... Well, as happy as a dog with a stick I spose. After work wall round the woods with her proper brightened up my day today. Good Dog!