Friday, 17 April 2009

Up the road, afternoon.

Mol runs in the green wheat, finds a way homeward, through fence and ditch and hedgerow, I don't see. But she comes back for me, shows me where to go.


Rouchswalwe said...

So much more fun than my cat, who often leaves me stranded whilst he is off on adventures.

Lucy said...

Aw! Does your cat come for walks with you? We used to have one that did that, but I think he was probably quite nervous about it really.

Rouchswalwe said...

I'm smiling as I write, because it would be more honest to say that "king Harry" allows me to accompany him on walks!