I met a dog today, so overwhelmingly ugly it was quite quite beautiful - lower jaw teeth growing outwards at a 30 degrees and as cross eyed as Ben Turpin, unfortunately I made a complete horlicks of photographing her - I think the autofocus could not work out her eyes. Martha the bulldog will have to wait to make her appearance in this journal, you have been warned. Instead we have Lolly dishing out the treatment to Donald the staffy, who had the temerity to attempt to take the tennis ball from the safehouse, ie the hole that had just been dug. We had 'light' today...makes a change.