Walking down a nearby road, we ran into Quinn, a new puppy belonging to my neighbor and friend Tom Wolski, a retired and much loved and respected veterinarian in my town.  Quinn is a Yellow Lab, and one of those puppies that could melt a glacier. She terrorized Fate, who growled and nipped at her, and then ran away. Red was, of course, his usual patient and accepting self, Quinn chased him and chewed his tail.

Fortunately, I had my new portrait lens with me on my black and white camera, and it proved itself once more. I will be seeing a lot of Quinn, we walk by her house often and any dog that lives with Tom and his wife Jan is a lucky dog bound for a great life. Fate will figure out soon that Quinn is a dog, and then things should get lively.