Coochin

One time!  One time I take pity on the child and take her up Coochin instead of going alone to Tibrogargan. Okay, well my climbing buddy pulled out of Tibro and with a slight chance of rain I decided not to climb alone, just in case.

Instead, I ended up with this:

It’s very happy with itself

Or at least it was

The contentment of a dog in mud

The contentment of a dog who knows I love it, or at least I love that I remembered to bring a towel 

Except now it’s not so happy because I bathed it and despite the blankets, it is shivering its little self off.