It’s that time of year – when Ted has his three-monthly hair cut.

He would tell you he doesn’t really enjoy it very much because he hates cars and gets very anxious.  We took Pepper too, though she doesn’t get clipped.  Ted accepted his fate because I told him he must (and everyone will love him more when he loses the greasy Muppet look).

I was deposited at the garage to collect my car (service, new tyres and I sold a kidney) along with Pepper who was very happy tying me up in knots with her lead.  She walks one way, I have to turn around so the lead is not wrapped around me!  It is our dance.

We drove to the Street and I dropped off more sheep, and rearranged the field a bit.

Pepper and I agreed that she could lose the Halti (anti-drag device which she hates) if she promised not to pull like a small train.  She was slightly better on her extendable lead and we tied up passers-by instead.

Pepper loves Lerwick. She loves meeting people, going in the shops and most of all, new dogs.  We went into a few shops – ones I know don’t mind dogs and she was made a fuss of because she charmed the socks off everyone.

A shop immediately goes up in my estimation if it allows dogs (or cats).

We got home to be met by Ted who was now sporting a more handsome look, thankfully.