We made the most of the late afternoon sun and went up to Maude Heath. Sir H didn't wait long for a lie down while Wiggle was being vile and sniffing out the cow poo!
Sir H looked slightly interested while Wiggle watched the ball:
Wiggle: concentrating & sending me "throw the ball telepathic messages"!
Missing the ball:
That's better!
Sir H, still just watching...
While Wiggle feels the wind in his ears:
Sir H found a particularly interesting blade of grass:
While Wiggle was still running, ears still flapping:
Less flappy this time:
Sir H, looking very handsome, in a distinguished kind of way....
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