Grey

The day dawned with the sky this colour and improved briefly after lunch (theirs not mine) but by the time The Boss had got his act together and found his camera it was back to grey. After following him around like the smell of cooking cabbage and giving him looooong stares he finally reneged and donned jacket and camera sling bag and we went. It was getting a bit late but this lone poplar attracted him and the smells at the lake side at Waterfall creek, which used to be a freedom camping area before the council listened to the locals, attracts me every time. Today we went right to the end and came back that way and what The Boss does is to sorta 'herd' me past this but today my cunning plan #153.32 worked a treat as I went past with no problem and trotted down towards the town end and when he least expected it and was not paying attention I bolt...........Then his dastardly counter plan #153.35 kicked in and standing there he took a bit of Eucanuba out of his back pocket and yelled TUSSOCK ...GRUB!!!

Sigh?

Yap Sigh!

More shades of grey?

Sigh.