Thursday - Furs Day

Eddie's paws are in need of a trim, my friend calls them his 'furry slippers'. We saw another cav yesterday, also with furry slippers. Charlie also looked very much like Eddie, who sat down and refused to budge off his furry little bottom until they'd sniffed hello. Two more cavs today, and they all raced over to greet each other. Are they capable of recognising their own breed? Several owners I've met recently seem to think so. Or is that just daft Cavaliers and daft owners?

Anyway, enough dog psychology for one day. I seem to have lots of forms to fill in this evening for both children, and as H has managed to finally return to football training, I have a football meeting to go to as well, it's also looking like it's about to rain again.