Finn, of course, jumped into the pond as he always done, but this time had a bit of a shock as he went through the ice. I wasn't concerned as I know how shallow that pond is - otherwise there's no way I'd have let him go playing.
Sunday 19 March 2017
Mousehold Heath
Things are not improving blog-wise. It's the middle of March and I'm writing about New Year's Eve! On a very cold and grey morning, Finn and I headed up to Mousehold Heath for a run about.
Finn, of course, jumped into the pond as he always done, but this time had a bit of a shock as he went through the ice. I wasn't concerned as I know how shallow that pond is - otherwise there's no way I'd have let him go playing.
There was still a lot of colour on the heath - the bracken was beautiful in all its gold and red glory.
But of course the best thing about a cold, wet, grey walk is getting home for jimjams and cuddles with Finn on the sofa.
Finn, of course, jumped into the pond as he always done, but this time had a bit of a shock as he went through the ice. I wasn't concerned as I know how shallow that pond is - otherwise there's no way I'd have let him go playing.
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