How It Feels Would I be right in saying that’s a much loved rescue dog? I ask a couple returning from their morning walk. Their dog is wearing a new checked coat. Cosy, but thin and lanky, grey head and limbs gleaming like satin in sunshine that’s just broken through angry clouds.   Yes, beams the man, She’s very gentle. the woman loosens the lead. Lets the animal come to me to be patted, eyes full of trust. Then I remember how my friend Tom tells me I’m always using personification. Dogs don’t know what trust means, he’d say.  …