This is ‘Rusty’, my in-laws’ dog. Well at least that is his new name since switching bosses. He is a very sweet dog, very friendly to everyone. Sometimes make me wonder how he will do when there is a threat, or an attacking enemy; but animal as he is, he must have an instinct to defend his packs and friends. We were coming down to my parents-in-law’s house when he met me up the hill, in this photo. Isn’t this picture cute? But the cutest picture I saw that day was when both my mother-in-law and father-in-law stood side by side (a record) on the door, fitting through the opening, watching Rusty and me as I squatted down the ground to pet their dog. That was priceless.