I’ve just got back from walking the dog leaving Hubby to have a lie in.
It’s a lovely day, really mild and the sun’s coming out.
Maggie and I walked along the beach and then through the park home, a distance of just under a mile.
I met up with Zack and his owners, and apparently the little thug on the block that attacked their GSD has also had a go at him. Zack fought back, so they are giving this guy and his snapper a wide berth. He lives in our road but a lot further down than us, and we already avoid him as the owner had already told me his dog wasn’t good with people or other dogs.
Just as I was coming round the corner, I was passed by a small JCB who made his way up the ramp to the flood gate.
I can imagine his thoughts when he looked at the job in hand:
‘I need a bigger digger!’
Pictures from yesterday’s post Forces of Nature