Grahm knelt in the snow and stroked the Sheltie’s back.
“Twill be coold one tonite Jock.”
3 sheep still missing from the storm. He’d not return home till found.”Christmas Eve. I’d ruther be home with Marnie by the fyre .”
Far away … far away … he thought he heard something … ??
Jock pricked his ears.
Was it just a wind on the crest?
No .. NO! He heard it again … !
“TIS that the pipes Jock ??”
It was ! IT WAS !!
Down the glen someone was proclaiming Christmas …
“AHH … all is well.”
Pipes by the Munros