Being Stalked, Fiordland-Style

Hazel, the labrador belonging to Jazz and George, inspired me to create this slideshow.

She was stalking me, desperately wanting me to kick/throw/or otherwise turn her tennis ball into a projectile that she could chase.

The Intensity of her Stare, as she followed me around the small farm I was house-sitting, made me smile some.

I returned from Dunedin, and one night later, there I was house-sitting … in the most beautiful place.

4 horses, 1 dog, 1 cat, 10 sheep, and 10 more chickens, and tired as I was, I loved it.

There was this really deep bath, and a fireplace to weep real tears over.

Thank you, so much, to Jazz for asking me, and George, who accepted it.