Dh does Eric's morning walks at the weekend and then we go together in the afternoon. This is a longstanding routine that usually works unless the weather is horrendous as it is today and Eric refuses to go with dh. Instead he puts on those sad puppy dog eyes, gives the odd whine, a little lick on my hand and trots off happily with me instead
What's that all about? Why do I get the pleasure of cold, wet and mud whilst dh sits with the papers?
We've done an hour, I've come back cold, wet and filthy and Eric is the same but he's content now and snuggled up in his bed. Hope it's not raining later as I'm offloading this afternoon's walk onto dh hopefully.