Those eyes

I often wonder what I have done to be looked at so adoringly. Paddy loves just because he's being spoken to. Because he's getting attention. He rolls over on his back in the dirt and wriggles around with delight that someone has taken the time to come and say 'hello'.

Cousteau is so loved by so many. He is pampered and taken care of.

I still struggle with the way these farm dogs are chained up and given so little. They don't ask for much, yet they get even less than that.

So, we pop over from time to time just to say 'hi' and to give them a pat. And we hope that that is enough.

Processing photos and listening to sermons on the internet.

Waiting for Mr Barking and Cousteau to get home.

It's been a good day.

Night all.

~Barking~