Nearer my Dog to thee!

Thought I'd posted this a few years ago, but apparently not.   

On the subject of Gods, no Dogs, I had a couple of beers this evening with my younger brother, whose lovely collie, Mollie, at 12 YO seems to be on her last, failing, legs.   Such a shame.  He, my Bro, will be devastated when she pegs it.  (That's Bro in extras.  Slightly scary, huh?  Great human really.)