Claife Heights
There was hardly a breath of wind this morning and the sun was shining for mine and Connie’s first walk in shorts this year. It was glorious and we tended to linger around being in no particular rush and it was one of those days that memories are made of. Casper was looking decidedly hot today and he ended up being a muddy mess at the end of it all – there was only one thing for it and he was for the chop when we got home!
