He's never happier than belting off across the fields after bunnies, (not caught one yet, but not through lack of trying) or maybe wading in our local river. Actually, he could be happiest visiting his local butcher, who knows him as Lord Edwardo and where he's spoilt, for his fortnightly bone treat.
Edward puts the smile on everyone's faces. I've never met such a mellow, gentle boy.
Only two problems: he snores terribly and he takes up the entire sofa in front of the fire! But we still love the old boy.
Gill and Bruce
