Paddy
Ruler of my heart.

I had a week off between mom's departure and Paris. Less than three weeks off between Paris and heading to the US for my nephew's wedding (with a trip to London in one of those weeks). So I have dog sitters walk Paddy a lot. One of them took the excellent photo above.
The day after Visa day, I took Paddy to Stormont to walk with the neighbourhood gang. Here we are in front of the national assembly (which hasn't been sitting for more than 1,000 days).

I'm kneeling with Paddy in front of me. I have a leash to a second dog, Crumble, in my left hand, which is why my hand is on my thigh in Rugby Team Pose kind of way.
Sept. 28