Far be it from me to complain (ha!) but I feel like death today. Something to do with being awake most of the night sniffing and coughing. Still - I've just had two hours tramping the hills in the pouring rain so that will sort it, right? On days like this, I wish someone would invent remote controlled dog walkers. A robot could take mine. Tilly would be happy doing her own thing so long as she could find an old bone to chew and carry round with her and Dylan simply likes to have a ball thrown for him every five seconds (yes, he has OCD when it comes to fetching a ball).
Talking of dogs, I must post this pic again. I posted it on my Facebook page but I'm putting it here for anyone who missed it. And because it cracks me up every time I see it. :)
Right, time I hit the Lemsip...