Sure, allegedly it sleeted and snowed last Saturday. I wasn't in town, so I don't know this for a fact, but I hear things.
I took advantage of the good weather. Well, I used Petey as an excuse - and he fucking loved it. Car rides. Park walks. Sniff-fests. He was in his element.
He met a Jack Russell (so barky and growly - though it didn't phase Mr. Pete). He met a German Shepard (soooo nice). Het met lots of nice people. But mostly it was about the smells.
We won't have too many more opportunities to do this until Spring 2016!
The big take-away?
He didn't come out eating anything or with a half-dead animal in his jowls.
Behind a table. Tsk Tsk.
He's not supposed to be there, because he tangles himself in cords and knocks over lamps. ...but he's so cute.
Petey does like to face me, propped up on a pillow while he rests.
Usually his eyes don't get so creepy looking. But I love the closeness he wants from me.
Sophie kicking back.....and yet still tracking Petey.
Trying to get Petey to pose on a beautiful Fall day.
He's not about to cooperate. He never does.
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