The Olden Days at the Dog Park

This is Bijoux telling my mom something, the same sort of something I would tell her for not helping me with my blog for AVERY LONG TIME.

Anyway, here I am, and you can see that my fur is very long and heading towards ratty-matty, but I did have a bath last week, if you want to know.

This is Hodges and you can see Charlotte in the background.

This is not a good picture of Harley, because he moves a lot and so we put it in anyway because we do not have another one right now.

This is Darcy with the breeze ruffling her flaxen hair or something like that.

I am not sure why Charlotte's neck is in focus and not the rest of her. Oh well, you will have to ask Mum.

This is DeeDee and Charlotte

and DeeDee by herself.

This is Milan who we met when we were going home. This is his soulful expression.

This is Milan's nose in case you want to know what it is.

Omar you know, I think. He came from Morocco which is more interesting than 'the South' which is where I come from.

Here's looking at you, Babe......
I hope you are well.
Love
from
Buster
oxo