Walking . . .

. . . .the dogs.
I meet up with friends for a coffee this morning.
The dogs are all old, rescued dogs and live with one friend but the other two come and help her walk them on Thursdays, if they are free, to the coffee stop! I meet them there. The two spaniels came from the same home - elderly lady who had to go into care.  She was delighted to learn they would stay together - made her transition into care so much easier.  The other's owner died so she came to stay with them and luckily they all meld well.
February seems to be going out with a winter, watery sun and some dampness. 
Maybe March will spring in with sunshine.