There was a bright yellow round shining thing in the sky today so we all made the most of it.
Little Albie had found a sun-trap warm spot and made himself comfortably comfortable. He settled down for his afternoon sleep in the sunshine.
He briefly woke up when he heard my camera shutter.
But soon went quickly back to bye-byes.
Tor, as ever, was watching on. She still takes her little responsibilities, Albie and Newt, very seriously. She is always there for them.
I wanted to move the old sorrel stalk that was ruining my shot.
Albie woke up properly. I love that sleepy face of his. All snoozy and cuddly.
He is a darling little chap. Still a Mummy’s Boy.
Round the corner was another darling-little-chap – Newt Patoot!
Newt is trying for the silly-frilly look. He has an excellent corkscrew curl in his mane and forelock which adds to his deliciousness.
Newt, though still 25″, remains the very definition of enchantment.
(This summer, if you can’t find me, try looking in their field – I may have to spend many hours, when the good weather comes, hugging!)