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 Az is in a bit of a state. I'm not quite sure why but there were people breaking up sticks by the river this evening (to throw in for their dogs). I'm not sure if it was the fact that there were a group of them, or that they were holding sticks or the snapping noise, but he went all weird and shaky and every time we met anyone on our way back he ran into the woods and hid. He's been following me round all evening. I just tripped over him and he ran off tail between his legs as though I'd kicked him deliberately. Now he's sitting there rolling his eyes and looking woeful. I wonder if this means there is a thunderstorm on the way?

In other news, the first pea pod has formed!