What We Do at the Park when We are Not Running

This is me saying hello to Harley.

 And Daisy too.

She is a puppy.

Mum says, "Why aren't you people running around?"

Then Harley pretended to bite Daisy. Then we did run around for a bit.

 Scout was there too.

 Biggie and Knut sat around mostly.

This is a  portrait of a dog from an exhibition.

Maybe one day Dad will paint me.

Love

from

Buster.

ps From Elizabeth. 

(Buster does not know about this...)

I have been asked to mention Bekka, a  rescue puppy who survived a fall from a 6th floor window the block over from where we live.

Link here.I personally know the people who took her to the vet.

The Rest of my Week

The other day, before it got cold again, Scout came to the park.

 She is pretty big, but she is sometimes shy when there are lots of dogs.

She mostly likes me.

There was a very little puppy that liked Scout a lot and Scout was not scared of it.

Their sizes are quite different.

This is me at home with a fabric ball I am 'altering'.

It snowed again, and Mum was fed up, but we went to the park anyway, and there was no one there.

Then Hodges turned up. He ate some snow.

That is about all that is going on around here lately.
Have a good weekend

love

from

Buster

ps If you hit Scout's name you can see her play.

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