Seriously?

‘The usual dog walker wouldn’t run out of dog biscuits, turn back halfway over the hill when we’ve only been out walking for half an hour, or be bothered by bone chilling wind and a needle sharp hail shower...!”

I was forgiven though when I offered up a reward of another dog biscuit or two when he got back to his nice cosy dog cushion. At least I think that’s what his expression said. It might have been ‘Don’t give up your day job.’