Louie Dyson

Louie Dyson, nose to the ground every morning, checking under his vines. You can see the fulfilled look on his majestic face as he nuzzles out the spogys & bunnies from under his charges chasing them all the way to the paddock next door. He only puts his nose up for morning smoko & lunch with his work colleagues Allan & I, oh & knock offs, tasty rain water accompanied by some aged Comte & crackers, his favourite, then a good lay down in his hammock to get plenty of rest for the same routine tomorrow.