It's been b.... jolly freezing up here recently, though we haven't had as much snow as everyone else, apparently. Still we haven't been out on the hills quite as much because he can't get his sticks in the ground, or see the planting mounds, so I've spent some time in the office. Here are some pics of me at home (by the bed) and at work this week:
Still my bits have been freezing and sometimes I have to put my coat on, good thing Mum sent it up. This is me in the works van, don't I look important!?
So anyway, I overheard Dad and Mum talking last night and I think we are going home tomorrow - or maybe to Uncle P's for the night which will be cooooool! He loves me and always ruffles me up so that dog hair goes everywhere.
I'm a little confused though because Dad has been packing some of his climbing gear and stuff that we wouldn't normally need to drive home. Big thick clothes and boots and stuff, and lots of food. I wonder if it's anything to do with the snowy stuff?