The Perfect Summer Afternoon

It appears summer has finally decided to grace her with her presence, a glorious day which saw Gelfling Grandson taming garden beasts

Gelfling's woodlice

Boy Child was worried I would trample on the woodlice so ‘rescued’ them to a safe place away from my bear sized paws

While Beloved and Gelfling Grandson were ‘pottering’ in the garden I had a fabulous idea

Pick me some fruit

“A poor Rottweiler is starving to death here ~pick me some raspberries”

There was a slight hiccup in the plan though we seemed to have run out of cream 😦

No cream

I have no idea where the cream went …have you asked Neurotic Cat??