As I was walking with the dog up the long path this morning, I saw another dog walker coming toward me.

Nothing unusual there, except that this one wasn’t walking: she was jogging.

With her dog.

And she was  gorgeous!

Imagine, if you will, a young Cheryl Ladd, wearing a bright red tracksuit.

She beamed at me as she passed. “Good morning”, she said, a bit breathlessly.

I returned the salutation, feeling slightly breathless, myself.

And then, tearing my eyes away from this vision of loveliness,  I noticed her running companion, an English Bull Terrier.

I know they say that owners can sometimes grow to look like their pets… I sincerely hope that doesn’t happen here!