The big dog

Stephanie surprised me by showing up with a large dog. Especially Whotter didn't like him much. There was a lot of soft roaring next to me as I was leaning against my street lantern.

I quickly discovered though that Whotter was not as much impressed as it looked at first sight. Stephanie fed him a fish and soon he was happy again, completely ignoring the dog.

So there we were, looking out over the square, with Whotter and the big dog. It was almost like any other sunday morning.