Archie's secret vice...

No, not the dog poo...

He has a foot fetish...

He loves licking toes. Which is better than nibbling toes, which he used to do. He especially loves a newly moisturised foot. (Which can't be good for him).

I took him a walk down to the Meadows today, but should have gone half an hour earlier than I managed. Archie had a run around with Izzy a gorgeous black lab/collie cross, who was - of course - obsessed with her ball and frisbee. But she did run around a bit with the wee fella, who tried to keep up. At one point they were whizzing round and round at high speed, Archie well behind, and he cut across the middle between us to catch up. He’s not as daft as I thought.

He came away when I asked him to. In fact, a couple of times I was quite far away, and just did my ‘arms out’ signal and he came running. Then the mizzle started so we got a bit drookit on the way home.

This afternoon we popped round to visit the young couple in our old flat. They’ve done a really good job doing it up - beautiful new oak floorboards throughout and a brand new kitchen dining room. They have a new baby too. They look tired, but very happy and they love it there, as we did.

Right, it’s a miserable day, but we can’t complain after the lovely weather for ages. I think it might be an evening watching a film for all of us.

I got at Archie’s eyebrows with the scissors so he can now see a bit more, but might have another go when he’s dozing on the sofa...