Jo the wet sheep dog
The plan for today was to dive in Tucks Rift. The weather forecast that had predicted the dry spell would end on Friday had been wrong, sadly so had the forecast that had predicted the weather front would come across late on Saturday. After an early start to give ourselves a good chance of a dive we met the drizzle as we trundled past Cardiff. By the time we got to the farm we were in the rain and the trip was off. After a chat with Bernie the farmer we chose to go for a walk up the stream-bed to see where the water was sinking. We took Jo the sheep dog with us and got a wet dog picture for the site.
No Wainrights were ever in danger of being completed during the day.
Cute dawg! So, who does Jo belong to?
Jo the sheep dog belongs to Bernie the farmer.
Crikes! 😯 You are such great mates with the farmer that you are now walking his dogs! Don’t they have some sheep to round up?
The last picture looks like Colin has taken quite a fancy to the dog by the look on his face and is holding it (he or she) by the scruff of the neck so it can’t get away. 😕 😯