Buns.....

A quiet day mostly. We took Little B for a walk along an old disused railway line which wasn't really very pleasant. It was narrow and very muddy and as we got further on it became very overgrown and dark. As we went under an old railway bridge, Little B spied some steps, about 25 or so quite steep ones. For some reason he decided to start racing upwards. We began frantically calling him back and my husband blew the training whistle loudly and fortunately he turned at about three quarters of the way up and came hurtling down again. He slipped towards the bottom as momentum hurled him downwards and banged his chin quite hard I thought. We winced but he didn't cry out. The steps led up to the road and the consequences do not bear thinking about! I think one of those retractable leads is becoming a must. He has a bruise on his chin, poor thing :(

He's wee'd on the floor a couple of times this evening. Why does he do this from time to time? There's no apparent reason....