Cousteau thought all his Christmasses had come at once today. Mr B suggested a trip to Anglesea, where we found a lovely, dog-friendly beach. Cousteau was in and out of the water like a puppy, enjoying a spot of stick throwing. We all had to take it in turns to throw the stick; he was totally obsessed!
Words can't explain what a wonderful time we've all had together today; it's just been such a blast.
Cousteau is curled up on his bed, absolutely exhausted. A happy, tired pooch. The best kind.