pinkbirdflies

Walking the alleyways of Looe I chanced upon a sad dog lying at a gate of a tiny concrete yard mournfully staring at a tennis ball sitting out of his reach on the path on the other side of the gate. I felt sad and picked it up and tossed it t0 him. Immediately the game started with the dog retrieving it and skilfully rolling the ball out to me or tossing it over the fence to play catch. Then I noticed the sign near the door…clever, funny dog!