This afternoon, Ann, Phil, Meredith and I took Isla and her big mate, Ted, on a walk around the fields in Toft. Ted is older than Isla only by a few months, but is
significantly larger. Let's just say that, when the pair of them crash into you while playing, it's sometimes quite difficult to stay upright.
Despite having had his nuts removed, Ted still has a one-tracked mind...
Meredith and Ted.
What a pretty boy.
Ann was left to deal with Ted and the poo bag...
...while Phil got to grips with his new camera.
Isla was forgotten when a second golden retriever appeared. Not blonde enough, presumably.
