Not A Dog Person

Hamish here again.

After days of wind and rain, we finally had good weather. The extra photo shows one of the (smaller) trees that got blown down across our favorite park trail a couple of days ago. 

When we got back home, Cynthia said it be would nice if we went to Boundary Bay Brewpub for lunch outside. I thought that was a great idea, but not so great when I found I wasn’t getting any lunch!

You’re probably wondering about the title. Cynthia tells everybody she’s “a cat person, not a dog person”, but she holds me in her lap quite often — like in the photo. I wonder if she knows I’m a dog. I don't care, as long as she keeps cuddling me!