Did you watch my walkie movie this weekend? Did you see what a good doggie I was walking right in place and gazing up adoringly at Momma? Well, I am supposed to tell you that I only do that when the camera is on and the rest of the time I am still an insane cracker dog pulling monster.
So maybe some DOH could get a clue? Like that everything about me is fascinating and the camera should be rolling all the time.
Hey! Remember that big snow bank I showed you? Well I took the advice of my readers and decided to climb it.
This is great! I would have gone higher, but momma was too chicken to let go of my leash given I am sometimes inclined to selective hearing on walkies and she wasn't going up, no way!
Hold on! How did this get in here? A gratuitous puppy shot of the Relentlessly Self Absorbed (trying to puzzle out how to get past Beautiful Jaws of Doom, oops, I mean Raja, without losing his nards)! I thought he was busy with Mango Minster. Get off the blog already.
Back to MY story.
Further along there is a nice stone wall. No problem.
And thus I continued my walkie.
P.S. Here is an actual cute puppy photo for the day. As you can see, even as a youngster I was keen to do agilities. Did somebody say "tunnel?"