Shannon loves to run through the mud on the way to her perch on the wall of Portora Castle.
On the way back down the track, there is now much less water, so she likes to run through the wet grass on the bank.
Back at The Puzzler, she has a bath, which she does not like at all. However, this is followed by a blow dry, which is much more to her liking.
Trim complete! Well, except for the odd hairs which I missed!
Shannon plays with the swans whenever we pass them. However, most of them tend to ignore her now, as being beneath their contempt.
By the end of February, spring seems to be upon us. It is months since Shannon could enjoy the freedom of the roof of The Puzzler.