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This was taken at quite a distance, hence not very clear. Digging up Princes St, Edinburgh, to install tram lines. 2009

Greyfriars Bobby was a Skye Terrier who became known in 19th-century Edinburgh, Scotland, after reportedly spending fourteen years guarding his owner's grave, until his own death on 14 January 1872. A year after the dog died, the philanthropist Lady Burdett-Coutts had a statue and fountain erected to commemorate him. Several books and films have been based on Bobby's life, including Greyfriars Bobby by Eleanor Atkinson and the films Greyfriars Bobby (1961, Walt Disney Productions) and The Adventures of Greyfriars Bobby 2006 Bobby belonged to John Gray, who worked for the Edinburgh City Police as a night watchman, and the two were inseparable for approximately two years. On 15 February 1858 Gray died of tuberculosis. He was buried in Greyfriars Kirkyard, the graveyard surrounding Greyfriars Kirk in the Old Town of Edinburgh. Bobby, who survived Gray by fourteen years, is said to have spent the rest of his life sitting on his master's grave. A more realistic account [citation needed] has it that he spent a great deal of time at Gray's grave, but that he left regularly for meals at a restaurant beside the graveyard, and may have spent colder winters in nearby houses. In 1867 when it was pointed out that an owner-less dog should be destroyed, the Lord Provost of Edinburgh, Sir William Chambers (who was also a director of the Scottish Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals), paid for a renewal of Bobby's license, making him the responsibility of the city council. Bobby died in 1872 and could not be buried within the cemetery itself, since it was consecrated ground; instead, he was buried just inside the gate of Greyfriars Kirk-yard, not far from John Gray's grave. Today, a small statue of Greyfriars Bobby stands in front of the Greyfriars Bobby's Bar, which is located near Greyfriars Kirk-yard. The statue originally faced toward the graveyard and pub but has since been turned around, allegedly by a previous landlord of the pub so that the pub would appear in the background of the many photographs that are taken each year. A red granite stone was erected on Bobby's grave by The Dog Aid Society of Scotland, and unveiled by the Duke of Gloucester on 13 May 1981. It reads: "Greyfriars Bobby — died 14th January 1872 — aged 16 years — Let his loyalty and devotion be a lesson to us all.

THE WATERING CAN INCIDENT a poem by Bill Mitton I said I hadn't borrowed it so stop accusing me! but the bugger wouldn't listen how stupid can you be? Anyway, the damned thing leaked! and it was far from being new. but he just went on about it There was nothing I could do So I soaked him with the hosepipe By Gum! he did get vexed if he hadn't fallen on his arse. who knows where we'd been next. He jumped up like a young un his vengeance for to take but he trod upon the upturned blade and met the handle of the rake. By eck! his nose looked awful and his lip was cut as well so he never saw the bucket and so once again he fell It could have been quite serious so when you take it, all in all he really was quite lucky when the manure heap, broke his fall. He staggered to his feet AGAIN Yea Gods he looked a sight and if he'd packed in at that point he'd have probably been alright but no, he'd got his dander up he just would not see sense. so in his rage he mistakenly leaned on the broken fence it's lucky that the duck pond is really shallow at the back unluckily when they get frightened it's well known that, ducks attack. He refused the help I offered I tried to make the peace but he slammed the gate behind him and that upset the Geese I think he got away unscathed but I couldn't really see he was hidden by the foliage as he was sitting in the tree. I put the Geese back in their pen then I heard a yell and crash the tree was now unoccupied and he was face down in the grass But just as quick he was up again and running through the trees which I thought rather strange until I saw the pursuing swarm of bees. Just then old Jack he ambled up He said “Yon looks a busy man, I’m sorry that I missed him though I’ve brought back his watering can.”