Look who was waiting to meet us this morning?
Despite our kind neighbour’s generous offer of two pick-up tyres that fit perfectly around the buckets, a certain small chap has not been deterred from his swimming practice.
He was wet which means there had been muchos splashing. Perhaps the tyres just add to the fun. Like a good springboard.
We had words. Well, I had words and Waffle refused to look guilty or like he remotely cared.
The buckets were refilled and I made sure everyone had a good drink.
Well, that’s all I can do. Like I say, boringly, they have easy access, if they walk, to streams and a loch.
Afterwards, I shooed them all away and Waffle did his usual smirking while he cantered off to join his friends.
And then I came home to sit in the sunshine with these two who were having a lovely little chat!
Oh, and I made this for The Golden Paste Company