The Boy

Such a great help in the garden today.

Every few minutes or so, rush up to Beth (who was kneeling and weeding) and bestow copious amounts of licks to ears and face. (I know, I can hear all you non-doggy people screaming with horror....)

Then retire to favourite sunny spot for a snooze.

Tourist riding past on bicylce? Quickly leap up, dash across the patch of garden that Beth has just planted, & bark till the cyclist nearly unseats.

Then retire to the sunny spot and adopt previous position.

It's a hard life.