Long shadows...short days

Looking at the elongated shadows in the morning while out with Booboo.

I wonder how many extra biscuits Boo would have consumed if Dad was still with us. She used to follow him around poking him in the back of the knee periodically with her nose. Dad had always got goodies and never ate all of his food without leaving a little something for the dog. In fact, thinking back, he used to spoil all kids & animals. They all loved him. Most people had a soft spot for him. A lot has happened in the past seven years but one thing remains constant. I miss him every day and become more like him with each passing year.