Walk One Hundred and Ninety-Two – Backlit tree

Another lunch time dash across the woodland park and once again without Rufus. He’s still in ‘hospital’ and still very ill. They still don’t know whether surgery is necessary and they’re still waiting for lab results. He’ll almost definitely be in for all of the weekend. Thank you for all your good wishes. I really am not terribly sentimental about animals – I value humans much more – but this little dog has such a special place in my heart, I feel very tearful, thinking how he’s feeling awful and he dooesn’t have any of his ‘family’ with him while they give him drips and barium meals and x-rays and goodness knows what else.

85mm x 130mm ink pen in watercolour moleskine.