Sunday walks have become somewhat of a ritual. Today we woke up a little late, had french toast for breakfast (a new ritual I think!), popped into town, popped out for a little lunch, caught up on a few TV shows and then after a yummy dinner, we headed out for a nice walk. It wasn't very sunny but it was warm and dry so it was just nice.
Early on in the walk we had our first nettle sting. What a brave soldier, not even a tear. Luckily we found some dock leaves which quickly took the sting away. He carried them tight in his hand for a while, such a good boy!