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!