Eeek - darling Henry is fulfilling his 'naughty puppy' stage nicely! Last night he trotted in from the garden all proud of himself with a new stick in his mouth, right through the utility room and kitchen and into our cream carpeted hall, right before we noticed all four paws were covered in mud from where he'd been digging in the vegetable patch! There was a whole trail of pawprints that needed cleaning and mopping after that. Two nights before he'd managed to steal Dad's wallet and was found surrounded by ten and twenty pound notes Does anyone have a spare pair of eyes I can put in the back of my head to keep an eye on him??