It's very, very wet out there this morning. The forecast is for about 5 cm of rain today. Kerry would have flatly refused to go for a walk (sensible girl). Duncan saw no reason to let a bit of water stop us. So we started with a nice big bowl of oatmeal to warm us up (one of the perks of an kangaroo-&-oatmeal-only diet!):
and then plodded our way around the block. I was looking forward to a nice hot cup of coffee by the end, but at least it's a warmish rain so I didn't mind too much, although "enjoyed it" might be overstating the case.
Duncan, on the other hand, seemed
happy excited invigorated possessed. He absolutely dragged me past the last few neighbours' houses to get home - ignoring our strict "no pulling" agreement - so that he could go directly outside and run
mad circles. Then as soon as he came in and got towelled off, he turned around, went back out, and ran a few more laps. Until he looked like this:
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