Dog Sitting

A bad nights sleep thanks to this chap who had to sleep in a buster collar to try and stop him from licking his sore foot.

Walking wasn't on his mind today either. As we tried to walk him to town either the strangeness of the bandage covered with a baby's sock or just general soreness meant his protest vote was laying down on the pavement.

Whilst RobT went into town to see day 2 of War Weekend I was dog sitting.