They're funny old things, Monty and Daisy. I gave them a chuck bone each before I went to work. When I come home, I get a quick 'hello' at the door, then they race to their bones to chew them very industrously. Funny old things, those two.
Nothing exciting today. Just another stroll in the park. Monty has a roll. I take a seat on the warm footpath. Monty comes running for some attention ... Daisy comes to sit by my feet ... Monty sits right on top of me as usual, hoping for a rub and a scratch... And it's just another lovely day in the park. See you all tomorrow.
We are walking back home after going to the vet for a wash. Daisy is all clean and fluffy.
"Hello Dad." Hello my gorgeous clean girl ... with the attention span of a gnat ... "Huh ? Did you say something ?" Oh no, nothing. Give me a smile for the viewers, Daisy. "Is this good, Dad ?" Lovely Daisy.
We were walking back from the vet after a wash, when Daisy decided to detour to the Possum Tree. In you go Daisy. Get that possum. "I'm trying Dad." "I know I can get in there if I really try." "Daisy, you're too fat, let me try." "No Monty, I was here first."