Chasing lizards

Up half the night with Wilf. He has a very sensitive digestion and the builders pastrami strongly disagreed with it. Every hour or so there would be a scratching at the door to be let out. I took him into town in the back of the car this morning and he was unusually silent - he didn't even bark at the town dogs that congregate outside the bar. Now he's back home he's started to be a bit more adventurous and is on a tour of the fields with his little brother looking for lizards and other mischief.