At first I thought someone had tossed their wedding bouquet in a tree. It was only on closer inspection did I realise that it was in fact clematis blooming in the wild. It seemed strange and out of place for the vast native bush but it brought a touch of class and colour to the otherwise monotone of green. But there was no time for lingering to look at flowers Fortnum and Mason were on a mission to sniff and run. For this was the first time in a week that we’ve been out walking together. Fortnum has been confined to home whilst his seemingly reoccuring shoulder strain has returned. It’s one of the downsides of being a dwarf dog – still big dog build on small legs. Hardly surprising that his shock absorber system takes a battering. And, he’s an older dog now – the bassets had their birthday last Friday. They turned 3 which in basset life makes them finally adults. Not that you’d notice!