One Time in arrivals

the welcome mat 

I was met at the train station by two Missy's, one a daughter, one a dog! We originally were having a picnic at the local park .... only we had a slow puncture instead. A maiden voyage in the new classic mini. We had the picnic lunch inside. 

We later trotted off to Starbucks for the dog water and treats ... and of course the coffee. 

We did a little shopping for the forgotten wipes I usaully travel with for sticky dirty handles on life. Then it twas the settle in for a long evening, after a circuit dog walk. The choice of take away up to me. They knew I'd opt for a Indian. The most delicious rice, and flavours in the selected dishes to share followed soon after the choice in decision for the evening meal this night  ...

The welcome mat awaiting ahead of my intentions to turn in for the night ... the matriarch had the company and duties that go with this current dog sitting. It is only a matter of time for a permanent dog resident in this home, me thinks!