How could I resist?
Barney was brown, black and white, fluffy, soft and loveable.
A border collie, we brought him home with his brother Rubble on August 5th 1995.
Rubble grew distressed every time we closed the door (we only had one into the property) so we had to take him back to the farm.
Barney however stayed, but was afraid of thunder and fireworks, so he’d hide in the bath.
When we revamped the bathroom and replaced said bath with a shower cubicle, he was confused for a while, then just sat on the little step where the bath used to be instead.