Chimmie got to meet an old friend of mine today on our walk. Harry is a Jack Russell that I used to walk with when I was just a puppy (see 12/8/09.) Harry is getting up in years, he's 14 now so he does not walk that much anymore. For some reason, I've always loved him. He plays hard to get, and will give me a quick kiss then totally ignore me while I prance around him, roll on my back and wiggle my paws and beg him for attention. His owner lets him walk off leash. When he came up to us, Linda wasn't sure how Chimmie would react. They seemed to be OK with each other. I'm going to get Linda to take a photo of Harry the next time we run into him. Until then, this is exactly what he looks like.
