Sitting here, just back from Joburg, getting somewhat distracted by four footed insane creature going loopy at the sight of her tiny garden turning a whiter shade of pale. I never knew a dog could jump vertically so high up sliding doors, the barrier between her and all things freezing…
Mr H has cunningly naffed off skiing for a long weekend with the boys, leaving me with an unimpressed Mojo (snow is SOOOooooooo far beneath her) and a desperate Springer Spaniel who can't get enough of slithering across paving slabs on her butt. Still, its better than the usual mudbath monster that comes bounding back in, I guess.
One happy dog, with full on frozen snot-snout for you all – I'm off to let her out before she breaks the bleddy door down….. Bleeeeeess?!"