A little story for you.
I watched these buskers while sitting outside The Two Lifeboats in Sheringham at lunchtime. As they played the first few bars of Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" a man walked past with his Westie.
The Westie stopped for a few seconds and looked straight at me. It was a look I'd seen countless times over the years, and as the song continued I couldn't help but think of my old friend Snowy.
Still miss you lots wee Beastie.