You'll be glad it's not a smellograph...

Crikey it was a windy old walk with the boys today.  A bit like kids and horses, they went a little crazy in the wind. And Hugo decided it was time to have a roll in the most unsavoury smelling spot he could find. He had a lovely time rubbing it in, down his neck and through his ear.
But as I told him as we walked back home, actions have consequences, and for him - it meant a bath. Well, a bit of a top and tail.
Here's the before and after...