Meet Rodney

I had a busy morning, cleaning while JJ was out at golf, and transferring a photographic file structure onto my netbook ready for class tomorrow.

This afternoon I had a short walk but met Amanda and her dog Rodney who were out exercising. I've never seen a Boxer with such long legs. This is the second of the local dogs I have introduced to you, the other being Oscar a Cockapoo. Rodney and Oscar don't get on, or is that the other way round? Yes. Rodney gets on with Henry (pronounced Enri) cos he's French. Except he isn't. He's a cross between a Golden Retriever and a Standard Poodle, I think.

I need a drink. Roll on 5 O'clock.