I got Frederick off the couch for a trot down the road to Pierce Park. Somebody has been embellishing the street signs:
It eventually brings you round to the golf course, where new trails have been mown through the overgrowth (which is helpful, because the main one running round the perimeter has got a bit flooded).
We got home and I discovered that Frederick had stubbed his toe quite badly (the blood!) with nary a complaint. So I had him soak it. What a trooper!
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