Park Life
Today, Ms Milli Mills went to the park.
Ordinarily (as Marcel will tell you) not a fanfare event. But when you're only thirteen weeks old, and you've only known the outer limits of the garden fence, it is quite a moment.
With a little caution she made it to the gates, and followed behind the chap in the green dog coat. All went well until a head strong meeting with one of Marcel's old friends Saffie (a Labrador /Staff cross). A small puddle ensued, followed by some panic station shivers.
But in time, despite the lack of guidance from her peers, she completed a circuit, having met a good few breeds of dog and over-attentive humans.
Well done Ms Mills.
Ordinarily (as Marcel will tell you) not a fanfare event. But when you're only thirteen weeks old, and you've only known the outer limits of the garden fence, it is quite a moment.
With a little caution she made it to the gates, and followed behind the chap in the green dog coat. All went well until a head strong meeting with one of Marcel's old friends Saffie (a Labrador /Staff cross). A small puddle ensued, followed by some panic station shivers.
But in time, despite the lack of guidance from her peers, she completed a circuit, having met a good few breeds of dog and over-attentive humans.
Well done Ms Mills.
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