L leaves before me this morning. As I linger before work, Doggo practically kicks me out the door so keen is he to get on with some serious sleeping whilst MD is still out prowling the garden. Clearly there is still a great deal of unleashed energy in that dog. What he needs is dog training to be on tonight for only the second time this year.
Blimey. It is on even though it's blowing a gale. Good news I suppose, the little tyke needs it. We could both have done without the brief snow shower we got though and I could have done without him being so completely useless tonight. Unlike last Wednesday, he wasn’t getting anything right.
We get home before L, who has been running and socialising in Ockbrook.
(Monday 2nd March)