Poor soldier

Run in princes street gardens this morning for the dogs and Darwin was limping a bit on the way back. Headed into the office to get some more tooling made, J messaged to say she had noticed that Darwin had cut his leg, when jumping over the wall in the garden earlier this week we think and she had put some vet wrap on to stop him licking it. Went shooting after work to get my last competition card completed for the year and shot a 93 so happy with that. J went out with the car when I got back to see the hooping girls and I had a night in watching the last episode of Reacher.