Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Saturday, 6 March 2010
Up the road, morning. But she's mine and I love her.
The young cocker, white coat tasselled with black and ears black-fringed, is exquisitely named Ermine. Delicately angular, deep muzzled and feathery, she makes Mol look round and dishevelled and small-headed.