made friends with a cheery old timer of a Border Terrier who goes by the name of Richard. If memory serves he was the ripe old age of 17 but not the less was still pottering around his home in a pooch-like way and taking a walk up to the local park on a daily basis. I don’t know what they are putting in his doggie porridge but it certainly works for him. Or maybe he is sneaking a crafty nibble of haggis to keep himself trim. Whatever the secret this chap was a real charmer and fine host.