Whiskey is outside.  Poor guy did not get his second walk. Billy had his two walks. Whiskey is so annoyingly slow it is a true pain to walk him three times daily and wait for him for an hour each time...

But our surroundings for such walk is marvellous and being all together is truly deep down fabulous. I don't want to complain, Whiskey is much loved by us all. Though I made a scene by scolding him for being a glutton with a lady with treats and not coming when called.  That was yesterday.