Not Nettled

A special day today in many ways. One is that it is two years since my darling Ollie dog came to live with us. We have grown so close, it's a joy.

Every morning I tell Ollie that we are going to look for Reynard. Today we got lucky. I think this might be a vixen. As I peered into number thirteen disused greenhouse she returned my gaze from behind a nettle for a while before loping away.