Introducing Buster

This is Buster. A grand old man of 90 years (in dog years) who is currently flaked out by my feet as I type this. He's my cousin's dog. I've known him since 2003 when he was a mere pup slithering and sliding all over the polished wooden floor as we had chases through her house.

He slumbers, dreaming of the times when he chased rabbits through fields of bluebells ...

He may be old ... but as soon as you rustle a packet or clank a pot ... the puppy returns to the fore ...