And its time for walkies! I really like going on walkies because there is so much to see and smell. Subsequently, I get kind of wound up and want to go super fast to take in all the action that I can. Let's go!!!! But momma is like 572 years old and I have been practicing paying attention to her so I don't wear her out.Plus its important to sit whenever she stops because sometimes there are cars or people that don't find me irresistibly cute and I need to steer clear of those things. Look at what an angel I am.Checking out the pee-mail. Do you know what? I lifted my leg on walkies yesterday just like a big doggie! See my sporty harness? Its called a gentle leader harness and it helps momma communicate with me when I get distracted.
Tonight we ran into this smokin hot labragal! I am almost as big as her already. She must be thinking, "wow, what a total labraDUDE that Dexter is!" She must be in love, huh (excuse blurry picture, but there was a lot of wiggling going on).I know I'm not supposed to pull, but maybe we could pick up the pace just a tad?
Besides, there really isn't room for both of us.I think I'm ready for a bigger pool. Its hard to really practice my breast stroke in this one.
That was refreshing... perhaps a little zoomie bitey face is in order.
Can't a guy even do a little roaching in peace?
You know, I think I'll just take a rest right here.