Some people

It comes to something when the hound digs up one of his stashed treats the gets his human slaves to help him find a better place!!!
 
Worse still we fell for it.  I think Biskit wanted me to bring the spade . . .
 
 
Busy but good day today.  Strimmed most of the rough grass outside our back fence and emptied out the rest of the flower pots ready for disposal (that nearly was the blip, however . . .)  I decided that I need a steel blade strimmer to tackle the field and have ordered one.  Watch this space.
 
Fish supper tonight, so I must get the hound home.