Wet dog

Disgusting wet and windy weather chez nous at the moment. We have to walk the dogs at lunchtime, when the wild boar hunters go home for lunch.

After a soggy walk we tried to catch Jonty, our newly adopted dog, but he was having nothing to do with it. We're pretty sure he was trapped and beaten in a former life, so has a real terror of leads. We waited patiently, trying to encourage him into the back of the car with the other dogs, but he kept circling the car.

As it was lashing with rain we took a break, opened all the doors and sat inside. Eventually, gingerly, with much encouragement he crept in. Unfortunately he chose the front seat, so we'll have to wean him off that. But he got in of his own accord - a milestone. And we didn't have to catch him against his will.