Not Lasagne

I was going to blip the lasagne I made for dinner however, I didn't like any of the photos. Daughter has decided that there is one that she really likes and it may make it into her book.

Luckily I had taken this shot of our neighbour's, gardener's dog. He was lying chewing his tennis ball while I was making the lasagne. I spied him through the kitchen window and realised that we might not see him there for much longer as our neighbour has put her house up for sale.