‘sup?
This morning.
Carlosfandango writes:
“You’re not gettin’ us out in that bleedin’ rain.” Mr Hugh (top) & Little Miss Lette (above) refuse the daily constitutional…
Snowflakes.
Everything. As It Happens.
‘sup?
This morning.
Carlosfandango writes:
“You’re not gettin’ us out in that bleedin’ rain.” Mr Hugh (top) & Little Miss Lette (above) refuse the daily constitutional…
Snowflakes.
One of my brothers looks after dogs, or more correctly hounds: greyhounds, whippets, lurchers and the like. He said that naturally short-haired dogs hate the rain.
He also has a collie who he says will roll in any puddle she can find. Needless to say, you can tell which doggie bed is whose when you come to the house :-)
ha the Jackie isn’t to keen on the rain either,
such elegant hounds :)
There is no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes… How long would it take for them to whip ’em off?
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Ah yer right. I have the coats but they feckin’ hate them.
If Mr Hugh were a person, what do you think his occupation might be?
Captain of a ship?
Parisian fashion house head designer.
poet
A model, of course.
Just don’t ask him to do coats!
Thinking of dogs in the rain has me thinking of getting caught out in a hail shower while walking with my dog.
Don’t think I have ever seen such confusion on the poor dog’s face, before or since.