Busy with our bones

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.
Si the Dogblogger

Waiting at the station

I met this lovely fellow at Southern Cross station, waiting for his Dad to come off a train.
This one's a scruffy haired Jack Russel, rescued from the Lost Dogs Home.
Si the Dogblogger

New collars

''See ? We have new collars.
Dad bought us a new, bright collar each 'cos our old leather ones were looking a bit shabby.''

Daisy too

Daisy, are you ready for walkies too ?
''Sigh, yes Dad, as soon as you put that phone away. Sigh.''
OK, I can take a hint.

Put that phone away.

''Dad, it's good to have you back, but put that phone away and let's go for our walk, eh ?!''
Righto, Monty. Let's go.

Warm

Yay. Dad's home from holidays.
We can sneak up into his bed again.

Soup tonight

We're having brodo with pastini tonight.
Laura has cooked a bit extra for Monty and Daisy.
Monty, are you ready for dinner ? Silly question really.