Leela and Shane post walk. π
Despite not being able to fit in running, my walks with the dogs are progressing well this year. ππββοΈ
Two hairy friends, just hanging out. π
Shane the dog. π
Shane, my buddy. π
My terrier barks so ferociously at anything that passes, she drops the most noxious farts in her state of anxiety. π
Shane managed to escape the garden again. π
Things that scared Shane during our walk this morning:- a pug snorted in his face and a branch moved unexpectedly. π
Iβve 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 itβs separate exercise from now on. Iβm going to have buns of steel by the summer. ππ
My friend Shane. π
Doggies. π
πΆWonder if you know the score, itβs just the touch of your pawβ¦πΆ π
Mischief. π
πΆWeβre a furry family, weβre a furry family, weβre a furry family, me and my doggies.πΆπ
My dogs posing like a Tears For Fears album cover. π
Shane needs a trim. π
My boy Shane. π
Last night I learned that just because a boy dog has been neutered doesnβt mean they have no βdesiresβ. Our spayed girl was surprised, too. π
Seeing as Iβm back; our new doggie, Shane the lurcher, is settling in well after a few dodgy weeks. Heβs not a runner like Leela, sadly, as heβs too interested in sniffing everything. π
I have a pocket-full of doggy treats and Iβm ready to kick some bottom. π