My horse,my horse

My kingdom for a horse, the bard is 400 years old this year.

We live about 8 miles from Stratford upon Avon, home to The Royal Shakespeare theatre that stands next to the lovely river Avon.

We managed a walk before the rain, but it was still pretty muddy along the banks, the Avon eventually takes you to Gloucestershire where it meets the River Severn.

I saw a rather naughty cocker spaniel proudly carrying a pheasant that it had caught, his owner wasn't impressed.

My second choice of dog breed:)

I walked further than planned and the dogs were really tired.

So Roo rests outside the stagedoor. A little bit muddy but loving every minute, oh and of course the attention from the tourists....Superman means the same in any language.