Thursday, 2 July 2015

Boris

Boris is small and young, only three and a half months old. He is a Norfolk terrier I believe and the apple of his mother's eye. His mother happens to be the publican of The Fountain, a fairly nondescript pub that serves very good beer, so I'm told. The wine is ok, but isn't that always the way.


We first met Boris when his owner brought him in for a Sunday drink, but at that stage we didn't know she owned the pub so when we returned on Tuesday I was delighted to see her behind the bar and even more delighted to see Boris on my side of the bar tied to a chair! He was equally excited to see me and promptly weeed all over the floor.

Boris

Boris's friend
How do you do?
Sunday Drinks








We saw Boris again before we left......Cutie

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