Another Escapee.

Another escapee yesterday. Young and playful - and rather fluffy in odd places - spaniel. Don't know where it came from but was terribly, huffily, glad to find us. Drank from My pond, gave itself a good shake and chased TB. Who responded in kind and chased it back. The pair of them hurtled around the garden and out on the allotment. Then it heard someone calling and went to find them and was taken home. TB promptly collapsed in a heap under My garden table, ribs heaving and tongue hanging it until it too was taken home.

Rather an exhausting few minutes in an otherwise quiet day.

(Apart from the rats digging in the old wash house.)