When you’re a creature of habit, making change can be a pain, a chore and even a down right bore. I may have grumbled at the time but restrictions on basset walking forced us to find new walks and in the process we’ve met new dog walking friends. Although it’s not been all bad although we are so pleased to be back along some of our favourite bush walks. There are new smells to explore, old territories to reclaim and brotherly games to play. Best of all it means we can get back to some free ranging off lead in safety and the bassets and I can happily walk in peace and harmony. We all have our freedom to explore, me with my camera and the bassets with their noses. Things couldn’t be more perfect.