I'd just like to register my envy for everyone here who has snow and/or negative temperatures. Here spring has arrived, and true to form we had the most dreadful sandstorm.
I came back yesterday to eight filthy, sandblasted dogs (and two clean, smug old-timers who had spent the day indoors on the sofa).
I had stupidly left the back door open so that the old two didn't have to make the effort to go through the dog flap and there was a inch of sand on the kitchen floor. That took some clearing up, I can tell you!
SS
"Run, Squeaky, Run!"