A first

At just over four years old, Bailey doesn't really have many firsts anymore but he's had one today with the first time I've bathed him. He generally doesn't get particularly muddy and is never smelly but he's got an extended wait until he sees the groomer this time around and I decided that this heat might make him feel in need of a bath. Plus having someone else on standby is never a bad thing. He looks quite pitiful here but actually quite enjoyed it. He wasn't keen on the idea of the hair dryer, though, so found his own way of drying off. 

This was this afternoon's job having left him to his own devices this morning whilst we went into town and made a few purchases to be blipped at a future date. And this evening I have done some more sewing, watched King Lear and Bailey has slept in a variety of locations