Another day in doggy paradise

I woke very early this morning after a blissfully quiet night. Came downstairs to find Ragnar curled up tightly on the end of the chaise longue instead of on his own bed. Hahaha, we didn't think he would fancy it much as it's quite narrow but obviously he decided that a comforting whiff of human was just the thing to get him through the night. He cheerfully moved to his own place when I pointed to it, with a shake/shrug that seemed to say 'ah well, it was worth a try and good while it lasted'.
We went down to the canal where the sun was already over the dijk and I could drink my coffee while the dog 'tidied up some sticks'.