Morning walk over - Digby opts for a doze in the sun

From all the frenzied snorting and sniffing going on this morning the wild boar must have been out and about in strength last night. The boyz treat a morning walk like a trip to the library and every fresh scent must be analysed, tested and sampled from every conceivable angle. This is no hardship on days like this when the sun is up in a cloudless sky but it can be a trial when it's bitterly cold. From the leisured exploratory pace we moved at this morning it can be safely assumed that they were in the canine equivalent of the British Library reading room. Anyway, after an hours saunter among the newly laid smells we are home. Digby is quite happily exhausted and is lying out on his back , ball in mouth,enjoying the warmth of the sun on his face.

The local famer has sent down a team to help with the pruning of the olive trees in the bottom fields. The aim is to take out all the new growth in the centre of the tree that clouds out the light. It's barely gone nine but already the pile of cuttings is as big as a small truck. At this rate by the end of the day we will have a huge pile of olive branches and cuttings ready to be burnt .