Running with Dad

Dad is something of a sporadic runner.  Sometimes he goes out twice a week, and sometimes he goes out every two months.  When I'm really lucky I get to go running with Dad.  I think he likes me tagging along as it means when I stop to sniff he can stop and catch his breath. 

 

 

Over the past few weeks we've had some lovely weather so Dad and I have been doing what we call 'the circuit' close to our home.  It's mostly off road through fields and down tracks and due to the recent sunshine, all the beautiful flowers have sprung in to bloom. 

 

 



The sweetest smelling daffodils are in full bloom, the blue bells are carpeting the hedgerows and woodlands, and the bees are buzzing in the hawthorn blossom.


There's only one draw back from all this sunshine.....no MUD. Dad and I would usually come home from our run covered in mud but even that has finally dried up.  Oh well - just means I'll need to get dad and mum to take me to the river or sea more often!!