Wet dog

Bailey is still getting up in the night and requiring a trip out to the garden far too frequently for my liking. So I have decided we need to walk further on his last walk. Tonight’s coincided with rain and he came home looking a bit curly. Thankfully he doesn’t ever really smell - not even of damp dog.

Monday was lightened by a journey to and from work (well, most of the way) with the bestest friend. The rest of the day was fairly standard and a couple of jobs done before I headed home.