Dogs
My dogs. 🐕
Shane the dog strikes again. 🐕
Shane the dog chewed the (unplugged) plug off my wife’s favourite lamp last night while she was away. I believe I’m in the doghouse now. 🐕
Leela’s face sums up what it’s like to be friends with a needy, hairy, bloke like me. 🐕
Leela and Shane post walk. 🐕
Despite not being able to fit in running, my walks with the dogs are progressing well this year. 🐕🏃♂️
Two hairy friends, just hanging out. 🐕
Shane the dog. 🐕
Shane, my buddy. 🐕
My terrier barks so ferociously at anything that passes, she drops the most noxious farts in her state of anxiety. 🐕
Shane managed to escape the garden again. 🐕
Things that scared Shane during our walk this morning:- a pug snorted in his face and a branch moved unexpectedly. 🐕
I’ve come to the realisation that my dogs are incompatible for walks together. They love each other so much, but with one moocher and one runner it’s separate exercise from now on. I’m going to have buns of steel by the summer. 🐕🍑
My friend Shane. 🐕
Doggies. 🐕
🎶Wonder if you know the score, it’s just the touch of your paw…🎶 🐕
Mischief. 🐕
🎶We’re a furry family, we’re a furry family, we’re a furry family, me and my doggies.🎶🐕
My dogs posing like a Tears For Fears album cover. 🐕
Shane needs a trim. 🐕
