Been going to the West End this week for my evening walkies. Kind of cool after some unusually hot days. But don't confuse. Not the West End in the Hurley Burly. No.
This one. With the everso tall towering trees.
Want to wig your wag along with mine?
Follow me. Down the dirty dirt paths. Into the dappling sunlight.
Dilly your dally on a bench. Cast your mince pies on the view.
Isn't this Tee for Peeing terrific?!!! Pow.Wow.But bloggies. I 'fess. Right after.Them triple troubles showed up. Lowered my little leggeds. And rolllllllled. And rocked. Right in the Dastardly. Dirty. Dirt path. Allover. Smashing. Back home when I saw the results... sort of reminded myself of some Phantom or other.....
Almost pawfection applying that mask eh? Yeah. Yeah. I know. Kinda reversed. Mask is the white of my furs cos I darkened the rest of my furs with dirt. Whatever. Was wickedly good...
for my first attempt. And kinda appropriate for my West End walkie don'tcha think?
Course I got a dipping. Worth it? You bet!!! Looksee. I'm quite Pinky and Perky bout it. Holding my fuzz wagger high.
A for effort bloggies? So much dirt from my rocking and a rolling. Was wagging proud. Needed TWO baths!!!!Hahaaaa!!!!
OMdoG...Is This Fun or What???
6 years ago