Shadow

After the long journey yesterday, it was a lazy morning watching the final of the Australian Open Tennis. Great game but my guy lost!

Much later in the afternoon decided to take the dog up Kinnoull Hill. We thought her season was over but seems not as Dougal (the golden retreiver here) left his master somewhere at the top of the hill and followed us all the way down. He just trotted behind Breagha and there was no way he was leaving her side. (Neither did we!!).

We phoned the mobile no. on his caller, mobile switched off. Figured he would be waiting at the car park and we saw him in the distance. It was so funny though as Dougal did NOT want to leave Breagha's side - I looked back and Dougal was sitting on the ground and the owner was pulling on his collar to make him move - he just wouldn't get up. Poor lovesick Dougal. He was a beauty though, just not the "right" one for Breagha:-))

Cameron asked me how I knew Dougal was a boy - why don't they ask their parents these questions. There was a talk of winkies etc. . . . . . .

Here is Breagha looking at me, Dougal looking at her and PaPa looking at Dougal, like a disapproving father. LOL!