Did you say "Rabbit?"

Day two of being home post-surgery. I managed to get a passable night's sleep and my pain management seems to be mostly under control. So far so good.

With a bit of energy on my side and the need for a bit of fresh air, I put on my slippers, slipped into my crutches and hopped outside for a mozy. As usual I had my canine outriders; Jack, continually dropping a ball at my feet in a valiant yet futile attempt to start a game, and Zoey, who seemed to content to roll round on her back on the grass with a ball in her mouth.

Whilst Jack is a herder, Zoey is a hunter; so when I whispered the words "Is that a rabbit?" she sprung round to attention from her writhing.

As you can see, she's ready...