Oh it is nice to be back in the familiar routine after a week of travel and disruption.
Of course I wouldn't for the world have missed meeting up with my dog blogging friends.
I was rather upset when, no soon as we'd returned to Aberdeen, Gail immediately went gallivanting off to a wedding.
I don't understand it. Why would anyone want to get married in a romantic Scottish castle in a beautiful secluded glen if NO DOGS were allowed to attend?
Or at least that's what Gail told me and I believed her (about the NO DOGS thing) until I saw this photo.
And I'm not sure it helped when Gail said that I would probably (only probably!) have been quieter during the church service that a certain cute little two year old 'flower girl'...