I notice, when we are out on our walks, that there’s a lot of people want to give our dog a lot of love. And very often they say ‘oh, I used to have a beagle’ and they smile at you and they cuddle the dog and then they put him down and they have memory in their eyes.
And then they smile at you again.
And you can’t help thinking what have we done, but you’ve had him for a week and you’re already in love with the slope of his nose and the tip of his tri-coloured tail and the way that he snores when he’s in your lap at night.
Dog obedience starts tomorrow night. Which is too late for the white campers, but hopefully in time to save my black boots.