Leela and Shane post walk. πŸ•

    Shane the hairy lurcher and Leela the terrier sit, smiling, in the back seat of the car after their walk.

    Despite not being able to fit in running, my walks with the dogs are progressing well this year. πŸ•πŸƒβ€β™‚οΈ

    Two hairy friends, just hanging out. πŸ•

    Shane the dog. πŸ•

    Shane, my buddy. πŸ•

    My terrier barks so ferociously at anything that passes, she drops the most noxious farts in her state of anxiety. πŸ•

    Shane managed to escape the garden again. πŸ• Sorry. Are you still angry?

    Things that scared Shane during our walk this morning:- a pug snorted in his face and a branch moved unexpectedly. πŸ•

    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. πŸ•πŸ‘

    My friend Shane. πŸ•

    Doggies. πŸ•

    🎢Wonder if you know the score, it’s just the touch of your pawβ€¦πŸŽΆ πŸ•

    Mischief. πŸ•

    🎢We’re a furry family, we’re a furry family, we’re a furry family, me and my doggies.πŸŽΆπŸ•

    My dogs posing like a Tears For Fears album cover. πŸ•

    Shane needs a trim. πŸ•

    My boy Shane. πŸ•

    Last night I learned that just because a boy dog has been neutered doesn’t mean they have no β€˜desires’. Our spayed girl was surprised, too. πŸ•

    Seeing as I’m back; our new doggie, Shane the lurcher, is settling in well after a few dodgy weeks. He’s not a runner like Leela, sadly, as he’s too interested in sniffing everything. πŸ•

    I have a pocket-full of doggy treats and I’m ready to kick some bottom. πŸ•

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