This is an image from one of my books. It is about my dog Henry, called Fuddley Duddley in this story, living in San Francisco. We do live in San Francisco but sadly not in this Victorian house with its large garden on top of a hill. Fuddley Duddley needed a large garden in this story as it is about him playing with all the bugs and birds. Through an adventure he learns to be less rough when playing. All ends up as peaceful and happy as this illustration.