Having missed out on the beautiful spring weather at the weekend as I was
covering the election count, I was delighted to be able to take Fudge to
the beach at Shellinghill this afternoon. I finish early on Tuesdays and
resisted the temptation to go shopping in order to get some fresh
air and let Fudge gallop on the sand. He's nine months old now and bursting
with energy. Even though he gets taken for two or three 30 minute walks
every day, he really needs to get to the beach to burn off all that Labrador
exuberance. There were lots of other dog walkers at the beach and Fudge
kept running up and introducing himself - luckily enough all the other
dogs were friendly.