
1) We haven't been dog walking since we adopted Emlyn last July. Dunno why really. But there you go. But on a lovely spring day like this it seems churlish not to do it. First up, may we introduce Patch. He's a chap between 8 and 10 years.

2) This is Bobs. No, not Bob,
Bobs. Not sure what he is but we do know he's the
sweetest natured dog we have ever walked.

3) Buzz poses with Dave. Both Buzz and Vicky have spotted that David has torn the crotch of his dog-walking shorts but neither feel the need to mention it. Far funnier to have a quiet laugh at the old boy's expense, evidently.

4)
That'll teach Vicky not to tell Dave about the rip in his shorts.