After all their walking yesterday neither dog wants to get up. Crosby totally failed in his alarm duties and we all over sleep. As I grab the leads Dexter gives me his best ‘you must be joking’ look. But reluctantly tags along as Crosby and I stretch out whilst walking around a couple of fields. A relaxing morning is called for.
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Dexter’s Birthday
It is Dexter’s birthday, he is six today. The sun is shining and Crosby wants to go out early. Dexter thinks that he deserves a lie in, but the sight of his lead and a whistle makes him change his mind.
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