High & Low

Decided after yesterday that the way to pooch peace was to tire him out.
So it was up to Scout moor this evening for a couple of hours to let Jack bark at the wind turbines. Glad I know my way round on the moors, as the clouds & mist closed in it was a bit disconcerting.
Anyway, jack is now snoring on the sofa and, mission accomplished, a cold Peroni has my name on it :-)