After tiring themselves out with thier playing, Wiggle and Sofy squished up on the on the sofa for a rest:
Sir H was also feeling rather sleepy:
Seeing Sir H in that photo reminded me of one of my favourite pictures of my dear, departed Guinness, aka Gdog:
With the likeness between the two, its no wonder I was smitten when I first saw Sir H!
Talking of Sir H, I realised that he'd not featured much in Wiggle's blog recently. He's been doing ok, still not really wanting to walk too far. Of course the snow made Sir H very happy but since we've not had much of the white stuff recently, he's had to make do with rolling around in ordinary grass. Some days Sir H only wants to go out in the back garden, but he's getting old, so its to be expected.
When I adopted Sir H nearly 2 years ago, we thought he was 10 or 11, so he could be around 13 now, although I never knew his date of birth. We just take each day as it comes....