Bearless

Cambo stayed over at ours last night with his friend Magnus. It was officially a sleep-over, but I'm not sure just how much sleeping actually went on.

With Magnus off home fairly sharp this morning on his way to some horse riding, we took Cambo off to the bluebell woods near Ballathie for a refreshing walk among the trees.

Obviously at this time of year there are no bluebells. And even if there were you'd never see them for the shoulder-high ferns that fill the place this time of year.

Breagha loved it too and never stopped running the whole time we where there as she tracked down deer and numerous pheasants. It's ideal cocker country.

As you can see here Cambo wasn't at all tired. Nor was he about to fall asleep in the back of the car on the way home.