Under The Table

Not in the usual sense. I don’t drink the stuff. Just water for me but this was the situation at our favourite Cafe and as the sun was shining and Spring had nearly sprung I was allowed to accompany the walkers and inspect their knees while they Cafe’d.

The nice Cafe folk had a  dog water dish too but The Boss was more interested in his Italian Soda which included Ice Cream so I had to wait for my refreshment.

Cracker day. Green is appearing all over the place.
Hey…There are some nice knees down here. I wonder if I should lic……….Maybe not.


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