Shelley has breakfast and Elvis has a birthday!

It’s been very hot these last few days, and still I haven’t unpacked my summer clothes! I walked Elvis with Carmen and Mouse at 8am today and it was still a bit chilly, but the dogs had fun charging through the wheat, and got soaking wet with dew. 
Elvis is four years old today, and has settled down to be a very chilled dog, with no more chewing or stealing, and he rarely barks at all.
Shelley is still as picky and will only eat lettuce, he polished off this whole plateful this morning, but refuses anything else.
Mr F went off to the rugby at La Rochelle this afternoon, and I went to visit a friend.