I rocked the Farmers Market this morning. No incidents. No tangle ups. No trying to eat other dogs.
You’re welcome.
And, hey, they even asked me to be on a dog calendar.
I rocked the Farmers Market this morning. No incidents. No tangle ups. No trying to eat other dogs.
You’re welcome.
And, hey, they even asked me to be on a dog calendar.
Oh Winston, what a face! Ozzy’s mom sends cuddles and kisses!!!
Want a copy of that calendar too..
Woohoo! High Paws!
Mom doesn’t trust me to not make a fuss at public outings. I just get too excited and have to shout out HELLO to all da other dogs. Certain dogs I have to give them fierce attitude and dat does not make Mom happy.
Wags,
Ranger
Just don’t agree to be the poster boy for Friday the 13th.
Will you pose au nautral??? What a day for you! Congrats on your self-control! Good boy. AROOOOO!!!
Sounds like your two-year old maturity has kicked in! Good for you, and to be asked to be on a dog calendar? Well, SMH! That means you’ll be a ‘pin-up boy’, Winston! I can’t wait to see it and find out what month they will feature you! 😉
Nice!! Ma says I do well around peeps, it’s other doggies I have to bark hello at, and apparently, peeps have a problem with that. sigh. Anyhu, congrats on bein’ a calendar dude! Will you be wearing a long or short skirt??
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
So glad you are ‘growing up’ – we love the Farmers Market also – such fun – always new guys to sniff and snuff! – H