Wet Walk

Dreich Sunday.

We go togged up and headed down to the North Inch to walk Breagha. Only folks out were the dog walkers, the young lads of the local rugby team playing a game with another club and their parents huddled together cheering them on.

We stopped off at Brew and Chew in the High Street for a warming cuppa and some home baking. Breagha got dog treats and was happily snoring away under our table.

Evening time there was an extremely loud firework display at the local golf club and Breagha was quite manic barking etc so I swaddled her in a wooden blanket and that calmed her right down. The banging was horrendous poor beast.