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I spent much of yesterday walking in Windsor's Great Park with a furry friend. The weather was lovely, we saw red deer, partridge, a buzzard and lots of parakeets, and stopped for a mulled cider at a pub where you could, if you wished, tie up your horse while you had a drink. I also met a three-and-a-half-month-old bulldog named Hugo, who was a little tan and white ball of chub.

My legs barely work today. That'll teach me to hang out with young people.


A furry friend? oh a *furry* friend ;) and a puppy, yay!
Not a four-legged friend, alas! The bulldog was very sweet, though.