The Day of The Triffids

The Bossess said this the first time she saw this and of course a small stuffed dog knows nothing about triffids as it was way before my time.
The Bossess remembers it as a seriously scary TV series about a zillion years ago when she actually watched TV programs in the evenings.
Anyway what do you all think and do you even remember the series. The Boss would like it bark but that’s highly unlikely I recon.

This was on the Welliton wharf at 7.00 this morning. A wonderful time for the Boss to wander about with his new 3 legged friend and watch the sun come up across the harbour. Later he took it for a walk to the Airport to meet The Bossess who was arriving on a jet plane rather than the other way round.

Oh and I had a warm fuzzy this morning when The Boss relocated and reattached me to his camera pak as he was worried about my security. Warm fuzzies are nice.

TT