It’s raining

Trekked around all the beaches in St Ives first thing this morning because Ann knew that by the time she finished work this afternoon it would be chucking it down with rain.

It was! When she came home, Ann wore her dry robe to take me in the field for a play. I did one little roll around, had a wee & a poo, and then I ran to the gate cos I wanted to come home.

Phew! Ann is so happy that I’m a lazy dog.

……And yes, it is still raining.