We were outside planting the two rootbound trees that have been in pots on our front doorstep for several years now, and lamenting the lack of small doggies.
Looked across the garden to see Alonso just standing there.
He followed us back to collect our tools, and fell into his usual routine as we packed up to go inside.
Having been fed some sausage, he's now curled up under my desk and noisily licking his balls.