Wiggle went running off across the field while Sofy had a mad few minutes, running around like a loony:
Wiggle was still sniffing the frozen grass while Sofy was charging around, bum-tucking around....
Not put off by the mad thing that was tearing around, Wiggle was concentrating on his sniffing:
Starting to get tired, Sofy runs back to me:
Frosty eyebrows!
Bye then, Wiggle......
Ah, its ok, Wiggle's coming back!
One last foggy photo before going home for breakfast.....
