Friday, 16 July 2010

I think he's tired now

After 8 walks in one day, the Whippet finally admitted defeat and lay down to die on the rug.

One early morning play with a stick at the field.
One walk to town to take the Girl to the bus stop.
One walk three times around the field before the working day began.
One walk with Mum around the field and the woods after lunch.
One walk to town to collect the Girl from the bus stop.
One walk with Dad around the field before tea.
One big run at dusk with some bunnies and some baby cows (got shouted at for that) and Max the Greyhound.
One walk to do a bit of business before bedtime.

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