Bailey

The last day of the Bailey-Summer so it had to be a blip of the puppy himself. He is sitting taking everything in whilst we had a picnic under a tree in the park at Doddington Hall. By this point he had walked quite a way; been carried when he was reluctant and past cows that he wasn't so sure of and a bull that I wasn't sure of; said hello to lots of people, although not everyone which he can never quite comprehend and eaten cow poo, which I suppose made a change from his usual rabbit droppings. He had such a lovely time that he has slept for the rest of the day, waking up to have his tea and a bit of a walk but not much else. So, that's meant that I can get the last bits done for tomorrow - I think I'm ready.