Jack; he’s come home

He set off on a wander twelve days ago and has returned looking fit and well. What a worry they are. He arrived home early this afternoon, gave me a ‘Jack type’ cuddle, ate some food, then more food and now is flaked out on a grey cardigan. Rory his brother popped in just now, they had a big sniff, made lovely noises and gave each other a quick wash and off goes R and Jack returned to a well earned rest. All is well for now.

Extra shows goslings near the reed bed opposite the church,