We arrived safely at my mother’s this afternoon after two fairly peaceful and easy flights.
Upon our arrival, we were greeted by Mum’s new dog, Teddy.
You may remember Mum’s previous dog, Pip, the wonderful black Patterdale terrier. Tragically he died a few months back of a horrid disease that takes no prisoners. Life is not fair. Distraught, we found Mum little Teddy.
Methinks there is Yorkshire terrier in this dog plus a few others too.
Teddy has a wonderful little personality with huge ears – now, who do those belong to?
Anyway, as I type this with two fingers on my iPad, Teddy is busy charmingly us all.
I mean what is not to love though he does bark at just about everything! The invisible burglars all run away.