We found a dog

Another week flitting hither and thither, mainly thither. A day's training on 'How not to be eaten by killer jellyfish' provided a perfect excuse for an evening on the Hampshire coast. Having forgotten that Titchfield is only open during non-birding hours, I only managed an hour before getting hoofed out; it was, however, long enough to snaffle Garganey, Med Gull, Bar-tailed Godwit and more wee baby wildfowl than you could fashion into midget's slippers (Gadwall really have gone bonkers in the last few years haven't they).

Baby schnozzler. Aaah! He's got his daddy's nose.