And today he was back around lunchtime: keeping guard from the sunlit bench at the front protecting the property from those noisy monsters: cars.

Yesterday T came into the warm to keep me company. I think he could tell I'm not well because he didn't bark at all. Just lay there quietly, sleeping or looking. He didn't stay long but I liked his company.

Here he is among the tulips. By the time I could take a break from work though, he was gone. I was sad.

So we had a fine old time on our walk. Taillaut chased birds: small and big, barking and bouncing all the time. And occasionally looked up to see which direction we were heading next...

Yesterday he came in and sat under the table for a bit. But he seems to prefer it outside. Here he is on the doorstep yesterday.

He's out there waiting now. So I'm off for a quick walk with him now...

Guess who's sitting under my kitchen table! Look who sneaked in as I was fetching firewood from the barn. It's freezing cold and snowing outside. He smells of cow barn and straw.

We did go for a walk yesterday and I swear we both smiled all the way round: it was the first day of spring and felt like it.

We saw cows and their calves, ever inquisitive bullocks, colts testing their dominance.

Lady H returned from Paris by train and T insisted on travelling the 17km to meet her at the station. He didn't much like the twists and turns in the road. But he was happy to see her and tried to sit in her lap on the way home.