Every day I pass a house with his little dog sitting on the verandah sunning himself. And every day, he turns around, sees me and goes right off his little tail at me, barking and growling, running around, up and down the verandah - acting like a big dog! - jumping all over the lounge chairs out there, his ears back and forward and telling me to keep away!
What a cutie!
And my reaction to this bravado? I just pause, wave and say: "Hey little dog, how are you? Who's a good little dog, now?"
Writer, poet, artist and prolific reader.... that's me.
I'm a collector of books, vinyls, coin purses and strange handbags... that's me too.
Otherwise, I love...
