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.
Lovefrom
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.