Memories

Life does go on. Although there may be always some sadness, it ceases to choke at some stage. It can take weeks, months or even years, but it will happen. Yet memories live on. Beautiful, fond, proud and heart warming memories that will be there forever. Here are some of mine:

More Irish Setter pictures. Cool.

Don't say a word - I can guess what's coming.

Stop being a silly boy. As if I'd ever let you have one of my toys.

Not your bed, not your room and not your house. Go away.

When I make this face I usually get whatever I want.

If you'd hurt your foot you'd want some compensation too.

Not your bed. Not your room. So what?

You ever seen John Cleese? Now he does very funny walks.

Go on, I'm not shattered by a long shot!

I'm going to own that dummy, I'm going to own it now...

Don't pull that face. I find that irritating.

I'm tired. I'm hungry. Stop shooting setter pictures and feed me.

He's not hidden his dummy under here, has he?

Who nicked my pillow? I'm sulking till I get it back. Now get on with it!

Have you noticed he's going grey?.

This is not a bed. Period.

This is my bed - clear off.

I give you two empty marrow bones for one of those. Deal?

I'm too old to grow up now, so I can chase a stick without being embarrassed.

Never liked the heat. And I do need the occasional rest now.

Home, Sweet Home.