puppy love

When our  farrier arrived early this morning; he drove into our yard, swung open the door to his truck and I saw young Ghetto's jaw hit the ground!

Out of the van jumped the cutest, hairiest, most feisty little dog that Ghetto has ever seen ....

it was love at first sight.

Her name is Gigi, she is from a fine family of long-haired-parson-jack-russels, and judging from the fierce way in which she defended her honour,  she evidently takes her breeding very seriously.

Ghetto is a thug, but that's not new.   He followed her around the garden for a couple of hours, trembling with ardour and expectation, while she did her best to look indifferent and distinguished.

The horses got new shoes,  the farrier got coffee and muffins and ghetto got little more than a growl and a snarl, but that didn't matter.....

.....    ♥♥♥       love is blind      ♥♥♥    .....

 so this evening as I type this short indiscretion, he lies happily on his cushion dreaming of those brown eyes and flirty tail and mumbling  "Gigi, Gigi,  Gigi...."

it's a dog's life!