Blackie

I snapped this dog in Rose Street today and he reminded me of the dog we used to have when I was a little girl. He was a cross between a smooth coated collie and a greyhound and, as he was black and white, we called him Blackie. Imagination wasn't high on the agenda that day. He was much loved and lived to a ripe old age.

Anyway, off out for wine and pizza tonight andI hope the start to your weekend has been a good one.