This shot follows on from yesterday's lovely portrait of Finlay. He sat for ages watching the boys playing in the garden across the lane. Finally he gave in and started to tell them he wanted to play with them. Yes he is barking his head off!! Actually he is barking his head off as I write this. Every morning a man walks past our house up and then back down the steep hill with his old scruffy border terrier following behind. Yes every morning Finlay barks at them. How dare they walk past his territory? This is what he does at home watching out of the window and if anyone dares to walk by he lets them know they are trespassing!! LOL!! If he meets them face to face he loves them to death and greets them like old friends.
