I deeply regret not having my proper film camera for this moment, I suppose this mangy iPhone snap will have to do till I see him again. Probably never!
Some days you see a thing, a strange thing that sums up your entire days feeling and this fella (or lady) seemed to say exactly what i felt for a tired Monday morning. Poor Dog, sad and tied to the lamppost outside a busy shop smells that drifted out it’s doors of fresh chicken and tasty things it couldn’t have, nothing worse than knowing you can’t have what you want. Hate hungry Mondays! I’d rather be a spoilt moggy – cats don’t get walked.