Gary has a new facination, although squirrels are still his number one love. He has evolved into a big stick lover. Every morning for the last couple of weeks my ankles have been knocked black and blue as he races past me with sticks that are longer than him Not content with a normal size stick he feels the need to grab the biggest one he can find and run along like a mad thing with it, only to drop it before we get home, to then find another the next morning...mad my dog... but cute with it!
Do you like my stick?
Nearly home from the walk...dropping in 5..4...3...2..1!