This is Willow playing on a walk with Buster whom we shall see no more.
He is a little gentleman and belongs to the local Methodist minister and family who have now returned to Texas, taking our friend with them.
I hope he likes it in Texas and that he doesn't miss the woods of the place where he was born.
We had him to stay one night and he was quite afraid of the cats.
(This piece is to see how it looks with a right hand photo.
I quite like it do you, poor lost reader, who came here by mistake?)