Hobgoblin

I went to see my friend, Martie, this morning who is currently recovering from a broken ankle. When I first knew her she had four dogs and Basil and Polly had many walks and play dates with them. Now she just has Toby, who is the last dog standing. I was so busy making a fuss of him that I forgot to take a photo...so here’s Mr DA’s evening refreshment instead (a poor substitute, I know).