He seems to be well tonight. Still peeing for Scotland but I'm knackered. What was meant to be a gentle stroll turned into our usual "staffy pace" walk - it's like a bloomin route march. He was racing up the road though he did slow off a bit on the way back - in total, it's probably less than half a mile he's doing but it's all he's getting to do just now.

He's just had his dinner which he scoffed down like he hadn't been fed in a week. It's nice to see him eating properly. He's content after his dinner so I'm not too worried - he's not trying to scrounge more food (unless somebody has fruit on the go - he loves an apple)