Shaggy dog tale

One of my colleagues brought her dog to work today. I happened to be going out the door at lunchtime at the same time as she and Laurel (the dog) were heading out and found myself racing up Calton Hill with them for a rather windswept half hour. Laurel, who is only a few months old, seemed to delight in picking up all sorts of rubbish. She’s either going to make a good litter picker or turn into a coffee addict by the looks of things.