Today is Spark's 7th birthday.
Last night, Shadow was in the yard, whining and crying, and she came to me, whined and cried.
I called Spark ,but no answer. Shadow went into the yard and cried more.
I called Spark again, and he eventually appeared, covered in erm...I don't know, but he stank and was more brown than white.
Straight in the bath for him. That was what was wrong with Shadow, she couldn't follow Spark and knew he shouldn't be out alone.