The Gift to see us ...

This morning I wondered what Robert Burns would have made of all these dogs on Porty Beach. I know he wrote of Twa Dogs but never the “twenty twa” I counted on the beach! In his canine poem the dogs concluded that they were happy not to be men! Maybe all these Porty pooches were of similar mindset! Later I was in town to support some of Edinburgh’s homeless enjoy a hot meal. Even later T was fiddling for a Burns Supper.