Bev

This afternoon I was walking sensibly on my lead down the hill, just wondering which beach I was going to play on, when all of a sudden I heard someone yelling, 'Molly collie, Molly collie.' And there was Bev. I love Bev. She is one of my favourite humans; so Ann let go of my lead and I went zooming towards her.

Ann says it's not good manners to jump up at people when greeting them and I mostly remember not to do this. However, Bev always makes me so hyper and excited that good manners never enter my head when I see her. But Bev doesn't mind. She loves me as much as I love her.