wriggle squeak squeak

A wet and chilly walk. Well, attempted walk. We tried going along Robin Post Lane which the most sheltered route we use. The puppies really weren't keen, hanging back with ears tucked flat. We abandoned hope of walking to the stream and headed back. The dogs cheered up and full steam ahead to the car!

Damp harnesses removed, a good wriggle around the absorbant carpet with a squeaky ball before trying to scrounge our lunch. Doggy jackets in the washing machine. TV on for an afternoon of Series One of a Touch of Frost and chocolate biscuits