Moss

So here he is...one of my boys (Bracken is his brother so I'll try to get a photo of him tomorrow).

He's eight now, so he's going slightly grey around the muzzle. He's sitting in the shade here while I spent two hours taking a strimmer to the garden...yes, the grass has grown so high thanks to the Caithness weather that I've had to strim it first before mowing. I will regret that tomorrow.

Bracken was being a sun dog, but as Moss is prone to heatstroke I think he's finally realised he's better off keeping out of the sun.