The day Riley's halo Slipped!
Out and about this morning. Sally firmly attached to lead and halti... and my clenched fist. Riley roaming free through the small woodland in our village. All's well with the world. The daffies are peeping out, the birds are singing and, eh, what's that bombing through the woods? A white cat! Riley, no! Stop Riley, No! Oh boy! Said cat is so freaked by the 'lion' chasing it that's its now perched in the top branches of one of the tallest trees in the wood. Can you spot it in the photos? Hope it made it down after we left but it certainly showed no sign of budging while we were at the bottom of the tree. That's for sure. Take that grin off your face Sally!
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