I'm looking through the photos I took today down at the allotment, and feeling really happy at how brilliantly my puppy Rory (4months) got on with my brother's much bigger dogs- a Boxer and a Bulldog- while he and my husband got on with building a new shed. Honestly, they were like the Three Musketeers . I'd expected Rory to feel intimidated or nervous, but he got stuck right in- he really thought he was cock of the walk!
And the bonus?
He's been shattered all evening and let us eat our dinner AND watch some telly in complete peace