Mr Darcy is slowly settling in.
We're out for our morning walk and have stopped at Clockwork Cafe for some breakfast.
"Will there be bacon, Dad ?"
Yes Daisy-Mae. There will be bacon.
"Did someone say bacon ?"
Yes Mr Darcy.
"Lovely, but that pigeon will do too, if we can catch it..."
A passing dog walker seemed to think that Mr Darcy might be part West Highland Terrier.
I guess we'll never know.
Si the DogBlogger.