In the huff.

A strange day down on the beach. Dark, overcast and very, very warm which meant His Majesty had to go in for a swim and generally mess about in the surf.

As you can see he's in the huff because I wouldn't stay and play longer although he'd had an hour of swimming - he didn't want to go home and he definitely didn't want to be with me.

How can a dog make you feel guilty like that?

BB's back from her mum's so that cheered him up no end.