If I had known the weather would be cool and reasonalby dry, I would have made it this year. MAybe next.

A rather strange dog warden called (with some giggly friends in the background) following up on a neighbor's complaint about my
"out of control" dog. This may be the same gentleman who follows up on out of control guests sometimes.

Earlier in the day a stray had managed to get under my fence and romp around with Seamus for an hour. Figured I was now the "owner" of the new dog. He actually lives down the street where the owner lets him out knowing he can get under their fence but...that's another story.

Common sense kicked in and I figured it was Peter. Sounds as if a happy time was being enjoyed by all.