What a great family television series. I watched it when we lived in England many moons ago.
We saw it on Britbox, and have been watching a few episodes every evening.
Tonight James Herriot’s dog was going to have to be put down. He took him for a final walk, and he laid in the grass, and that was it. Seeing him holding him made me cry, and I am not really a dog lover.
The first series was in 1978, and I have fallen in love with it all over again.