I spy with my nosey two eyes..

Out for a walk and Rufus spotted a pheasant over the wall - he wasn't too impressed when we refused to let him vault the dyke and chase after it - so he stood up against the wall and tried to stare it to death. As a mark of protest he then got covered in mud from a teeny weeny tiny puddle, that only he could find, that necessitated a bath on his return home. Can't wait for the summer - then it's revenge - it's the garden hose!!