Woolly Dog

After feeling like death warmed up over the last few days, today I decided I was over the worst and headed out for a good bracing walk. Ollie was thrilled, it gave him to chance to get nice and muddy and windswept and taste the salt on his whiskers!

Unfortunately I have passed the cold/flu/chest infection onto Himself now. He was supposed to be having a few days off to get on with the drains for the new bathroom, but instead he is struggling to keep breathing without coughing and spluttering. Poor man!

A stiff whisky tonight and tomorrow is another day . . . fingers crossed!