We should have told George before we went that dogs left in kennels are supposed to pine after their owners, not eat and lose weight; he has come back with a georgy-porgy tummy.
Not that he's the only one. Oh, yes, before I forget, I must say that I am impressed with the tea shops in Canada. It's easier to get a proper cup of tea over there than it is here. At Lake Louise we walked up the mountain to Lake Agnes and the tea shop, and it really was a tea shop with umpteen different varieties of tea.
In the photo above is Lake Louise and you can just about see a bit of the glacier at the far end. The first person who named it called it Emerald Lake. The name was later changed in honour of Queen Victoria's daughter, but you can see from the second photo, taken part of the way up the hill, why it was given the first name. (Although I think that's more turquoise than emerald.)
From further up again, here's the neighbouring mountain as the clouds started to break up.