We’ve had a fair bit of snow over the last day or so. I’ve been left in charge of Louis and we’ve both trudged through the snow which blows in your face no matter which way you are heading. Louis is not daft though; he drops a pace or two behind you and then hunkers in aft of his human windbreak.
Payback time comes when we’re back at home and he has to nip outside for a gypsy’s kiss. As the piccie below shows, he doesn’t hang around once the deed is wee’d.
