The Paddy dog and I went to the pond in the park.
He loves to bark at the ducks and send them splashing off.
He had to stay on the lead as we walked around the pond to find the swans.
Just as I hoped, when I saw the pair of swans in June, there is a nest in the pond now.
It's a very stately nest, entirely suiting it's occupier.
Who disdains elderly, noisy dogs.
Yes, sadly, that is a blue plastic bag floating in the water.