Early morning

Another stoat round a bit of parky Hamilton (parky cold and parky environment hehehe)

Harley has decided that he is in fact a fully functioning pointer and functioned off into some trees to up-close-point at some terrified ducks. 3 times.

Fecker.

He was more or less sacked as a useless pointer when he was six as the family that owned him used their gun dogs. Harley was not liked by the son and the dad was too ill to go out shooting nice pretty living things in their own environment so Harley got left in a bed recess apparently.

Today I could understand why...

Muddy trainers again.

I'm gonna buy some walking boots and then he's in trouble!

EDIT: for those Led Zeppelin fans out there check yesterdays blip!