After I convinced Harrison that the wind would not blow his fur away we hit the road.
Poodle flowers:
Once again as Harry hunkered down into a lengthy chippie watch I was walking back and forth at the length of the leash to get my walk in begging the question of who is walking whom.
When the boy is almost asleep it's time to go home.
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Thank you for the fall colours. I am surrounded by grey and brown.
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