Wiggle went in the car but Sofy sat in the hallway, looking in the kitchen, then looking at me. She clearly had a big decision to make but eventually came out to the car. This must have been a traumatic time for Sofy as she grumbled all the way to the Downs!
Once out of the car, the grumbling stopped and it was play time, although Wiggle was a little windswept:
Sofy's on her way back with the ball:
Then Wiggle had a turn with the ball:
Somehow Sofy managed to get the ball attached to her collar.....
