Tara and I set off for our Tuesday early morning walk with Jo and her two dogs. All was going beautifully until we realised there was no sign of Lena - which is very unusual as she's obedient.
Next moment, hunters' gunshot ...our hearts sank. Those were long minutes calling and whistling until she reappeared I can tell you.
And then all three dogs stuck to us like glue. Which was odd and reassuring in equal measure.

The main blip is from the lovely big pot my mum created for me in the summer - proof it's still alive ;)

And as you'll see in Extras we have a new squirrel on the block - with the loveliest black tail.

There could be trouble ahead...