Hot day. Shady alleys. Almost done ...

We've walked down the alleys on a hot day.
Now we're resting in a little park.

"More scratches please Dad."

Yes Monty. I'll scratch your ribs...

I'll tickle your tummy...
*snuffle snufle*

"Dad ! That tickles !"

I'll massage your poor little legs.

"That's nice. More please."
Sigh, I'm a slave to these hounds. That's all for today.

Si the DogBlogger.