At last

enough sunshine to hang the washing out on the line.

Took Django up the hills again this morning and tried to get a photo with the sun behind him.
I was all but sat on the frosted grass just a little way down-hill from him, although he doesn't move very fast he doesn't stay still either so I was playing the waiting game, it was going to be a long wait as he wandered over to me and sat himself right by my side and looked in the same direction that I had been looking whilst watching him.
I wonder what he was thinking.
We did have a chat, it was a tad one sided but that's not a bad thing.

He is very old -13yrs.
He is very loud.
He is very smelly.
He is very special.

It was a very sweet moment.