Earlier in the week, Mike and I were in Ottawa to complete our first half marathon. We stayed with friends of ours, who as luck would have it, were dog-sitting a corgi!
Everyone, meet Harry. Harry apparently knew I had corgis, probably from sniffing the large amounts of red and white corgi hair on me, because for the 4 days we visited, Harry followed me everywhere. Corgis truly know their people.
Harry is a lovely dog and hopefully we get to meet again.