We still get walked every morning, even on rainy days like today. We paused on the door step and looked out (horrified) but she kept on moving, so off we went. Park empty, so all ours and we sniffled and snuffled around, like Scotties do. Home afterwards fun – our human snuggles us in the old pink (Barbie!!!) beach towel kept specially for these occasions. She rubs the wetness out and we play “get out from under the towel fast” and “rub me, rub me!”. That isn’t enough though, so then we rub the moisture out on the carpet. Best place to dry oneself is on my mum’s bed. Better still, wobbly gran’s, especially if she in it!