Dog Days

Well, its odd how the sadness continues, a dog is not a person after all. And yet we can get so attached to them, especially as one sees that the 'love' given is returned and the faithfulness becomes evident.

But I recall the days when he was young and he and I (and Jasper) would sit in the garden of our city house enjoying sun and togetherness. I have not wholly lost my love for cats, which was partially based upon their less devoted nature, but I do not miss them having them in the same way that I miss Muggins.
And of course he also got me the odd bit of exercise, as he and I, together with Jasper and Alice (not seen since she is taking this photo) stroll along the beach so near to our city home.
He was intended to some extent as a guard dog but he became rather more and will be sorely missed.
And so I have to turn my mind to other matters, deep and philosophical matters that the world can read, learn, inwardly digest and benefit from. For example: -