Old Timer

I picked this up at a junk store a while back, I like that it's imperfect, craggy, damaged and more than a little dark. My ex wife said it was like me. I keep it as reminder as it looks like how depression feels when I feel the Black Dog calling again.
In other news I over walked poor Dave today. I thought it was a gentle stroll around the local lake but it was too far for his poor legs. He came home quite upset. Which of course upset me. We've been cuddled up on the sofa whilst he recovered. He's now back to his bouncy self again though.