the spotty dog

Lucy, my four year old daughter, got out of the car and spotted the spotty dog, a dalmation.

It bounded over – friendly looking to me, fierce to her. 

Lucy jumped into my arms like a greyhound out of the traps and said

Where is its man?

Indeed.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s