Pasty white me

The other day we took Grady for a walk and ran into his friend Toby. While saying hello to him, his Scottish owner arrived home. We were chatting with her when she all of a sudden noticed Gretchen's deep tan from the pool in contrast to my pallid legs and said in her best Scottish accent "Well, I can see which of you two sits in an office all day. You could be Scottish!"

(((That's Norwegian, thank you very much...)))