Run Down

Bonnie had a great Sunday morning walk. For her that means meeting dogs that are both daft enough to think they can catch her and that don't have the sense to know when they are beaten.

This morning it was a Cocker Spaniel (it usually is) and a Border Terrier. Both of which chased her for about ten minutes before admitting defeat.

That was about 11am.

Since then she has slept.

This was the expression I received at 5pm when I enquired if she'd like another run out.

I think she's had enough for one day. The sofa beckons for both of us.

As it's been a frog-strangling-gully-washer of a day and it's still chucking it down I am quite pleased. Glad we got the roof slates repaired last week!