the weather was so mild and Spring-like on Saturday,
I thought Bruce would like to spend a day in the field
without the weight of his winter waterproofs
and feel the sunshine on his back. . .
but of course I'd forgotten that Bruce
would rather feel the mud on his back
and in his ears
and nose. . .
but he was a good boy and didn't fidget too much with the
bristly brush on his tickly bits (of which there are many)
when I scrubbed him clean ready for bed
although he did have a grumble about the length of time
Room Service took to bring his tea!