Some pictures.

This is Daglass. I've just looked up 'teeth chattering' because he does that a lot - apparently it's a sign of excitement. Squee. Me too, fella.

The pair of them have been on alert today - two parcels (thanks Mum, thanks Microsoft), and the letterbox just went. Aside from that, the other extreme. Fizz has been snoring. Dag smells like a gas chamber, which we thought was because of his antibiotics but he's been off them since the weekend. He's also taken to resting his head on the keyboard when he wants attention. He's a leaner, too. The moment you stop walking, he decides we aren't going any further, stops sideways in front, and relax.

I ought to show you Fizz, non? Oui.

It's a much better picture. But I've had six months of time to practice with her. More of Dag as he gets better at not running off, I promise. Time for breakfast (alright, lunch).