No-Drop Zone

Sundays need to be a bit lazy. I'm sure it's a law or something.

Sunny weather accompanies our laziness here today, so Anouska and Bobbit had a bright and pleasant session in the garden this morning. Not entirely as relaxed as I'd like, I think a few passing cars and screechy birds have spooked them recently, making them more wary when they are outside. But they still managed to get a good bit of exercise and chomping in.

"Uh-oh. Was that the call of the yellow-crested pointy-beaked bunny-biter I just heard? Maybe we should head back in - just stand over me while I finish nomming these flowers first."

Whisky has been taking it easy today. He was taken off all antibiotics and eye-drops this week so the vet can do some cultures on the stuff that oozes out of his eye and nose. His face is consequently a bit messy and needs multiple daily cleans, but it hasn't slowed him down at all, including his snacking rate.

"Oh, there you are! Get me a top-up of this green stuff here and maybe chuck in a few handfuls of dried dandelion, OK?"

And of course he hasn't lost any bit of his mischievous sense of humour either...

"I hear something:- A rider approaches. He brings with him treats. Perhaps this is something you can learn from him..."