this time with a very happy guy called Troy
Troy possessed a wonderful ragged charm and knew how to rope you
into a never ending game of Fetch-the-well-worn-tennis-ball
Benhästen & I took turns to shoot the ball
Troy went off and came back before the blink of an eye
cue plenty of laughter, wagging of tails and Good Boy!'s
into a never ending game of Fetch-the-well-worn-tennis-ball
Benhästen & I took turns to shoot the ballTroy went off and came back before the blink of an eye
cue plenty of laughter, wagging of tails and Good Boy!'s
when eventually Troy's master decided it was home time,we said our toodle-loo's, and then they disappeared into the sunset
Posts
6 comments:
You are so right about Troy's ragged charm! And I do love that picture of Maud Feet and Upper Troy.
when skies are grey:
he was just beaming with joy and enthusiasm and it would have been pretty impossible not to fall for him, raggedness and all :)
det var en rar liten saga :)
tack för den
x
what a lovely dog! I love its whiskers.
Ser ut som Bob som brukade vara på vårt kontor tidigare, innan hundar blev portförbjudna :-( Han gillar också bollar.
Lill:
vassego!
nu är det din tur :)
Michelle:
yes, he was a most excellent dog indeed!
Erik:
Hej Erik!!
Bob låter som en riktigt trevlig arbetskamrat. Ett sånt dumt portförbud, jag röstar på namninsamling med listor!
Post a Comment