Today there have been lots of showers, which Dad is very pleased about as the garden needs it. I'm
pleased too because it means the ground is less hard and I can go digging again. I had a quick
dig in the flower bed this evening and ran away to hide when Dad spotted me! There was a strong
smell of hedgehogs and I only wanted to see if one was buried in the flower bed.
Here I am on a walky earlier, through a field of wheat. The wheat is taller than I am now!

(dad: regular visitors may recall my mother-in-law's westies, Uncle Henry and Cousin Albert. Here
they are - http://www.pbase.com/poochdad/image/78258684 Well, Uncle Henry has suddenly been struck
down by a very similar gastric illness to the one that made Pooch so ill last November. As Uncle
Henry is ten years old, we are all hoping he will pull through OK. Come on Uncle Henry!)