PFB : perfect feather bed

Grace making the most of a displaced cushion.

Walkies today was in the country park where we went on Monday where we met the naughty dog who wouldn't go back to his owner. The same group of 10-12 people were standing in the middle of the field in full sun chatting and ignoring their dogs.

I walked the pups round the perimeter of the field in the shade, through the woods, checked out the ducks in Pond 1, through the second field, back through the woods and the main field, looked at the water liles in Pond 2 and they were still there gossiping surrounded by bored dogs.

What kind of a walk is that? Mine would object no end! Despite walking on their leads I push my trio, challenging them to jump fallen trees, walk plank bridges, paddle in ponds and streams, scramble through mud...

Gossiping with friends is for when the pups are sleeping off the morning's excitement. Boo to the chattering collective!