I'm waiting for my Dad.
Here he comes. He's catching up.
I'm alert, ears pricked, bolt upright, waiting.
When he gets a bit closer I'll run to meet him.
Hurry up Dad, hurry up, hurry up!

(dad: due to the very severe rains and flooding in this area I haven't
been able to get any new photos of pooch in the last couple of days,
there will be more archive shots this week unless the weather improves)