The Edge of the Wold

By gladders

EGB4

The days of taking action shots of Gus are long past, though he does take an interest when I go down into the cellar, so today I took the camera down with me.  So here he is looking at me as I come back up the steps, a look of infinite sadness on his face.  Not that Gus is given to sadness, it's just how he looks from this angle.  Perhaps weary patience would be a better description, as he was waiting for his lunchtime walk in the rain.

It's been a grey, wet and windy Sunday.  The effects of the fourth dose caught up with me through tiredness and a frustrating inability to get anything done. 

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