One of my colleagues has a client, a lovely person, who has been longing to meet Lucky for some time. She's a dog person through and through. However, Lucky only comes to work on a Monday, and I'm, as a rule, the only one working on a Monday.
Last week, she thought her chance had come, as my colleague had agreed to see her on Monday. As bad luck would have it, I was unwell, and at home in my bed; Lucky made an unscheduled additional visit to Citidogs.
When I returned to work, I found this.
I knew instantly that a photo shoot was on the cards.
When I arrived home, Scot and Lucky were out on his evening constitutional. When they arrived back, Lucky walked straight past me, and over to the counter were his gift was waiting. He demanded I open this bag at once.
Quick work was made of it. I nearly didn't get the shot, because, although these biscuits are huge, he inhaled it, and immediately demanded another. But one, for now, was enough.
Such a kind and tasty gift. Thanks, Ruta!
