We just had a short  walkie today. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed had to wait for the butcher man to  bring her some meats  this morning  so we had a quickie round the block before she had her morning noms and had our proper walkie after her midday noms. It woz just a road walkie. 

And the sky woz crying and made the leaves on the plants all wet. They look like they have jewels on their leaves. 

Look how tall the grasses be 

She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed makes a drinkie called wine out of these flowers, and later uses the berries to make more wine. Then when she has drunk it she acts all silly. 

There woz this board painted to show the pepes Who has been working all through these dangerous times that they are appreciated. 

The energies on the gee pee ess ran out so the photie sez we cut across the field to come home but we didn't   we carried on down the lane till we came to the house, then turned round and came back the same way. And we couldn't take anymore photies.

And the sky cried harder  and carried on crying so we didn't go for another walkie after evening noms.

I woz 10 minutes short of my target for my exercises today.