Sasha's idea of a good time.
Walking our two dogs in the park this morning I met an elderly man who had a jack russell. For one reason or another he proceeded to tell me that the dog was his best friend. In the last few years he had lost his wife, a couple of sons and his previous jack russell. He is turning 80 this year and his dog is all he has left.
The dog was saved from the pound "he just spoke to me and told me to take him home". He sleeps next to the man and follows him around. The chap next to us at the park said "dogs are a man's best friend. You can't loose an argument with a dog". Well who am I to argue with that.
