The wrong dog

Pampered pooches. 

Strider likes to curl up at his daddies feet (when he isn't insisting that's he isn't too big to curl up behind his shoulder) so I decided to get him something to lay on (as in something easier to clean regularly rather than the wool blankets). 

It's a hit so far but erm that's the wrong dog. 

Work today but the small one has a upset tummy so it wasn't so bad that I was working. He did manage a short trip to the nearest park with Strider (Merlin was not impressed at being left behind). Fingers crossed he will be better by Monday as we have picked a farm park to go to, I haven't booked the tickets yet, just in case.