A Kneeful of Heather!

Well, if not a kneeful of "Heather" then of my friend's dog.

When I parted my curtains this morning and saw the light powdering of snow I thought although it's Tuesday my friend may not brave this today with her dogs, but she rang me at 9.15 and said "I'm just making up my mind whether I come on the scooter or whether I'll come by car. She arrived by scooter and both dogs needed not only feet drying but, because they're small, tummy drying as well.

Two dog arrive, two dogs eat biscuits; but only this one comes on my knee every time.