Black dog day

A really, really hot day so Bingo didn't get his morning walk.  By the afternoon he was giving me reproachful looks.  A cooler change was on the way, so we went down to the beach around 7.30pm.  We had to leave earlier than I had hoped because, unlike every other dog on the beach, he began to bark at the distant thunder.  Still, he had a good run and sniffari.