You know how when you have children and your whole routine changes?
No more free time, no more ‘popping’ anywhere, no more gay abandon?
Well, we got ourselves and dog and our routine changed yet again.
Every morning, come rain, sleet or shine, I take that dog for an hour-long walk.
I have dog walking clothes for heaven’s sake. I spent money on heavy duty wellies and a rain coat that would actually keep the rain off.
For there has been a lot of rain.
So here is my daily dog walk with Ronin.
I could bitch and whine about how arduous it is, how much of my very limited time it takes up and how I’m sick to the back teeth of mud in my house every single day.
But, well, I really do quite enjoy it.
Shhh, don’t tell anyone . . .