Bob is a power walker. Sophie an ambler. Today she is not only slow but inquisitive. Butterflies watched, flowers sniffed, grass verges explored. Something invisible pounced on. After half an hour we've gone four hundred yards. One of those canine " I will not be hurried ! " days.
Finally, she's loaded in the back of the car and driven off to collect her big brother from the lake. En route we stop at the bakers. Sophie gets meringue. She thanks the bakers wife - loudly.
An exasperated owner can't help but believe that this song ( playing on Radio Nostalgie this morning ) sums up Sophie's attitude to life, or at least that part of it covered by her walks. The Peggy Wood of the dog world.