Yesterday, Jamie and I went for a walk to an old church here in our village. It was great. We played in the courtyard. Found pine-cones, moved them from one grassy knoll to the other and then back again.
The conclusion was Jamie opening and closing this big iron gate in front of the courtyard. He really goes all out. My boy... he's got the blood of a scottish man in 'em. Or maybe he's just another american mutt. Whatever his blood makeup, he's one strapping boy!
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