Two Little Dogs

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I was doing my bit as the Victorian Photographer, recording every nuance of nature’s moods, when I came across a fine tree. I stood back to take a picture. Then I saw the two dogs below. They must have watched me as I walked all the way along the down the lane to where they were, patiently observing me as I framed the the image. “Hello”, I said, but they just ignored me. I guess I wasn’t the first photographer they’d met coming along that lane.