And off he goes... Tentatively!

Mr K, aka Borderdad, woke me this morning at sixish saying 'get up, we're going to the beach', so up I got and off we went! We got there a couple of hours later (it's far away, but it's a special beach - dogs are allowed, but it's often empty).

And today... ALFRED DOG WENT IN! Here he is, having the first 'big, proper' swim of his life. He's nine :-)

We're home now and he's waiting for his dinner - finely sliced chicken breast, gently fried. Fried is a massive treat for him! :-)