Mucky paws and the stick

I flew back from Invernesss this morning and got home to two dogs who were delighted to see me. We were soon off out for a wander up to Wasdale and through Binscarth woods, the dogs enjoying themselves despite the drizzly rain. In the woods on the way home Taliscularis the Big felt the need to stop for a while to chew on a stick. This is of course not the stick. It is an entirely different stick and he carried it all the way to the van and chewed lumps off it while I drove us home. My van is now covered in mucky paw prints and lumps of stick.
It is fabulous to be home with my beautiful fiancée (100 days to go...)