Centre of attention

We had our annual, pre christmas, family dinner today. It was at The Crown, as usual.  Dad usually pays but, of course, we all had to pay for ourselves this time! Last time we were all here together was for Dad's wake.

George was a big hit with his older cousins who don't seem him very often.

I lost the dog this morning. It is so mild and I was wearing far too many layers. I was very hot and quite worn out when I was reunited with her. Luckily someone  heard my (rather embarassing) high pitch call for her and spotted her.

All's well!