How I’ve missed Mr. Ned, gentleman of High Street, scholar, favored by all.
We had a reunion out of legend, full of kisses and hugs and wiggles of excitement before he led me outside. All along the street, people leaned out of windows, called out from cars, and stopped in the streets to catch a glimpse or shout, Hello! or reach out a hopeful hand. That’s when I stepped in – no photos and please don’t touch.
He loves the park no matter the weather and ended our visit with zoomies and a parade of toys before settling in for a well-deserved nap.