Those of you who have been following my blog for over a year may remember my special friend, Dylan, who had to move away when he went to live with my owner's daughter.  Well, I haven't seen him since but on Saturday he was a special guest at her wedding.

 I wasn't invited because it was too far but I was there in spirit because the two bridesmaids carried my horseshoes which I had kindly donated as a gift.

 I was told that Dylan did quite a lot of shouting (probably looking to see if I was among the wedding guests) but otherwise he behaved impeccably and even trotted up and down so that everyone could see him.

 It was very busy because there was a fun fair nearby and the road was packed with parked cars.  Lots of people stopped to take pictures, so I think Dylan must have felt very proud.  I wish I could have been there too.

Here is a photo of my owner with her two daughters and her mum, who is almost 87. I don't think I've seen my owner in a dress before.  I wouldn't have recognised her.  Wonder if she had any carrots in that bag?