I took the group for a run (Jazz, Piglet, Ringo, Violet) at the locks yesterday. Piglet is just so full of energy she loves the free space. Violet the old girl use to race up and down, with a seemingly infinite amount of energy in her golden years. She now slowly wanders, with the random playful spurts of energy. Unfortunately the grass was pretty much the same height as Ringo, he wasn't too keen on it.
