Normally it's Mrs S who walks Mitzi but as she's away for a couple of weeks, that duty falls to me. Mitzi has firm ideas about where she wants to go and where she doesn't want to go which rarely coincide with my plans. Here we are this evening having a little difference of opinion as to which direction to take... either that or Mitzi is ashamed to be seen with me in my scruffy walking trousers!
