Not quite Bisto

Team Beagle like the smell of apples. They must be able to tell the apples are best cooked as there are no bitten or half eaten ones. Pulling them off the tree is a good game apparently. Team Terrier are too busy laying in the sun to play games with fruit.

I had a text today from a lady who lives on the other side of the hedgerow where Storm slipped his harness. Curiously she lives four doors down from where he disappeared and only half of it and tag were found. I thought she was brave to make contact under the circumstances. I was pleased to be able to tell her Storm survived his adventure despite the state of his harness.