Dad says sorry about another archive shot from our holiday the week before last but we've had yet
another day of greyness and heavy showers. I'm as fed up with it as Dad is - I like to have a
nice, sunny garden to play in when I get up in the morning, not a nasty raininess. Surely the sun
MUST come out again soon?

Anyway, here I am out on a walky on Skye with Dad. Dad paused on the top of a hill to eat a picnic
and look at the view... I wasn't interested at all in the view, only in Dad's sandwich!

And did the begging look work? What do you think? ;-)

(Dad: STOP PRESS - we've just heard a funny story about Pooch's Cousin Albert. Albert is a white westie terrier just like Pooch, but considerably younger and friskier. We've just been asked by 'Grandma' to buy a new 'Pheasant' toy for Cousin Albert as the one we gave him in Wales in May has been Destroyed. Apparently Albert insists on carrying it round the house in his mouth even though it has no stuffing left. :-D It seems Pooch isn't the only one who loves his toy Pheasant)