Those that go way back with me when, may recall my trials and tribulations concerning the canine species. It appears that either my family believes I am very. very. good. in looking after their pets or they bloodywell hate me or they reaally dislike their dawgs.
I'm still deciding which one of the three it is.
In the two weeks I have been out here at the Oldies place, so far I have managed to keep both dogs alive. I've had two close calls but my dog-minding instincts kicked in pretty quick. Upon their return, my Olds will be pleased. But there's still time, so I mustn't get too cocky like.
Speaking of cocky. Look at this little dude...
Perched up there on Wood-Henge like he owns it ALL.
I can almost hear him say..."LOOK at ME in all mah mini-magnificence. Don't haate me Now"
I've Christened him Lyzard Un-Skynnered.
Cute little bugger.
Hope the dogs don’t eat ‘im.
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reguards
yer watched dogs and babies at the same time pal
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