Monty was thirsty, so we headed off to The Pub.
Here we are at the front gate, waiting to go.
Here we are, strapped on and ready to cross the road.
Here we are, pausing for a breather and a roll at the first big patch of grass.
Roll, scratch, sniff, shake.
Then back on track. C'mon, let's hustle.
"Hurry up Dad."
Here we are, at The Pub.
You order for us, Dad.
What did you order, Dad ? Huh, huh, huh ?
Mmmm, Thai Chicken Burger Wrap. Yum. Don't forget us.
Si the Dog Blogger