Bailey greeted Lawrence and I one evening as we parked the car in the carpark of a beautiful restaurant, The Waterwheel Inn, just a short drive from where we were staying near St Austell. I was struck by how much he resembled my lovely old cat, Garfield. And just like Garfield, he was very friendly, and ready for a belly rub and a good scritchety scratch behind his ears.
At 11 years of age, he was the outside meeter and greeter for visitors to the restaurant, while inside, a 4-year-old black retriever called 'Kernow' which is Cornish for Cornwall, kept an eye - when he wasn't sleeping, that is - on all the diners as they ate.
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