Dylan was lying on the front patio in the summer of 2013 with the blue calico garden cats looking on.
As always, he made himself really comfortable on the cool stones. He loved to roll around on them and flip back and forth. Because of this and the fact that his fafurite pusstime was eating and as a result he was a little bit on the chubby side, I liked to call him "Rollypolly".
"Dere's nuffin like a good sausage roll or two ... or three ... or four ...!" said he.