Last Friday I did something very very important with Gregor, my nephew. I felt that as he had reached the grand old age of eleven weeks he was at exactly the right point to begin to be introduced to my friends the dragons. You know the ones that pop in for tea and cake with me. It’s a gentle introduction and needs to happen over a period of time. The Galloway dragons are as you will know, a very small breed, mainly residing in the gaps in the stone dykes, or of course in the rocky outcrops around and about here.
Being so small the dragons are easily frightened. I know, I do feel for them, they have a reputation for fierceness and yet this breed are so gentle, timid even, it’s taken me years to get them to trust me. So this first part of the introduction process is to begin to tell Gregor all about them. He needs to get used to the idea of them before he can meet them so as nothing about them surprises him which would make him make them surprised and then we’d be in a pickle. Here he is listening intently and taking it all in.
I have been of course telling my dragon pals about Gregor so they know all about him and are I think looking forward to meeting him in due course.
I think he’ll be a good friend and ally to the dragons when the time comes.