Basil and Duck

Basil has taken to lying on the landing outside the office,  in the forlorn hope that I might throw the squeaking duck for him.

He might well be going home tomorrow so we went for a long walk this morning -  all around the big field.  5.6km which my fitbit makes equivalent to the large piece of coffee and walnut cake I had in the village cafe on our return.

I will miss him - possibly not the poo bags - but aside from that he is great fun to have around.