Best day ever

All the dogs’ checklist ticked apart from swampy water to paddle in.

Ride in the car.
New venue for a walk.
Roll in fox poo.
Breakfast picnic.
Second breakfast.
Third breakfast.
Chris came home after a weekend away.

Martin and I explored a new-to-us walk at a nearby fishery. I’d liked the cafe on a previous trip with my sister so it seemed a good destination for a sunny Sunday.

The walk was just the right distance, lots of sniffs for the dogs and stunning countryside views for us. I’d packed the dogs’ breakfasts to keep them busy while we waited for our sausage and apple rolls and a cheese scone to share. Storm and Piggy were rather interested in “sharing” my breakfast too.

They were delighted when Chris came home from a long weekend in London. The pack is complete again.