On the train in England between Bristol and Sheffield I had the pleasure of his company. His name was Worcester. I fell for his beautiful brown eyes.
He even slept at the my husband’s feet.
But alas we had to part. Yet I will remember him always.
Thanks for stopping by my site and leaving a comment. It spurs me on to do more. Hope this does the same for you.
Yes it does. I just have to get my vegetable garden in first. Short growing season in my part of the country.