I was in such a horrible rush today, but knew I couldn't let Valentine's day pass without posting something on Bob's website. Bob Harrod and Fontelle are really the epitome of a love story.
I found a lovely red rose bouquet, after much trouble, to post a photo of. Then I lost the natural daylight. Then my lamp blew up. Then, at last, I got a decent photo and the story to my (almost) everlastingly patient tech person.
Then I spotted, just before it got put up, I left the price tag on the bouquet. I had to pull everything and redo the photo.

I was in such trouble.)
The nice thing is that before, whenever I got flowers to photograph for Bob, they just stayed in my house afterwards and seemed to lose their purpose, if you know what I mean? Now, I have my dear departed dog's last resting place in my garden. All Bob's flowers go there. I tend them well, for Bob and my own, lost boy.
Thinking of Mr and Mrs Harrod on this day. We will bring you home Bob. We will.