More Roger

Or should that be the other way round?

After my late night last night the last thing I needed, really, was to be woken early by a dog scratching at the door to be let out. But that's what I got at 5 am - thank you, Polly :/

Anyway, I dragged myself out of bed a couple of hours later and took the dogs for a lovely, frosty walk over Iron Hill before nipping over to Winchester for a meeting and then returning home to do a few chores in the village. As I was about to leave home to do the latter I saw Roger digging things up in the garden and quickly snapped him through the living room window before he ran off, having spotted Basil standing next to me.