Ah, my little Freddie. I missed him so much when I was away.
He's recently taken to following Cro and me when we head off on our daily walks. This might sound cute, but it limits our range.
After the first half-mile he starts to moan. It's either last autumn's chestnut husks that are hurting his feet, or he's just plain tired. From then on, I either have to pick him up, or just turn around and head for home.
He loves joining us, but (I'm sorry to say) our daily walks are more leisurely if he's curled up somewhere, asleep!