Homer and Jerry

I met Homer on the train home tonight. He's a guide dog for Jerry. Homer is just three years old and has been guiding Jerry now for some eighteen months. He started his training when just a puppy. It was wonderful to witness the bond between the two of them. When I asked if I could take a picture of them both Homer completely hogged the limelight - and why shouldn't he? He's a very handsome dog indeed. This golden retriever is Jerry's third blind dog. His previous one was retired and still lives with Jerry and his wife. I guess that bond can never really be broken.

I got home to find that I've been separated from my wallet again. I distinctly remember putting it in my rucksack before I left for home but it wasn't there when I went to pay for my groceries at Tesco en route from the station. I think I'm more worried about myself actually than having really lost my wallet. I'm trying not to think about it at the moment!