It was ‘one of those mornings’.

On the edge of the field. Just me.

A peaceful alone moment in the fog.


A car door broke the morning air behind me.

Can’t have been very old…

Still at that stage where I was best for a game rather than a pat.

A little excited about her daily walk I think

and today it was in the thick fog

which added extra excitement.

One paw bandaged.

Sliced foot. One claw removed.

A little ‘hop’ every now and then to keep the weight off.

But too much excitement not to play – paw or no paw.

Theres a big stick…

run run hop run

Look daddy, look!

And then they were gone, lost out into the foggy field.

I was alone again.

A peaceful foggy morning.