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Bailey and I went for a long walk today. Lucy was indoors and Jeeves did not deign to join us, so we toddled off for an extensive wander across the fields in the warm sunshine. We patrolled the hedgerows, explored the trees, trudged across wide green spaces, avoiding the potholes left by the cows. We finished up at the old ruined cottage, where the Chief posed nicely for me, as you can see.

Bailey was wonderful company, rarely leaving my side and leaping up to sit beside me on the delapidated wall when I rested in the sun. He was utterly good-natured, and was not tempted to do violence upon any of the many birds that fluttered near us. One tiny little mew of lust did escape him as a particularly bold blue tit flew about a foot in front of his face, but he restrained himself wonderfully.

Bailey and I went out for a long walk and this little friendly fella kept us company for some time. Bailey behaved without a hint of violent intent.