Field Trip

Well, I’ve just got back from my first ever walk with Blue. His ‘heeling’ skills are a little rough around the edges, he tends to shoot off in any direction, similar to an inflated balloon that is released without tying a knot.

Sporting his new beefier collar I took him over into the local fields, which is all new territory to him. Carrying a huge chunk of manure seemed to please him somewhat, against my objections.

He found it quite amusing that I had to get on my hands and knees to slide under a barbed wire fence to take a short cut. He decided that getting my jacket caught wasn’t enough of a punishment, so he proceeded to jump around on my head with his muddy paws.

At least I now have half an hour of peace as he’s currently crashed out beside me on the sofa.