Posts tagged ‘dogs’
Thanks to the easing of restrictions a few days ago, I was able to see this scruffball (and my dad) and go on a walk to the beach! Hopefully Gizmo’s regular dog groomer will be back in business soon, because he looks like he could really do with a session 🐶
Pretty sure this is the cutest story I’ve seen emerge from the Olympics 🥰 I’d also like to note this post from Tom Daley’s knitting Instagram account , where you can see various puppers showing off his finished creations. A+
Gizmo got very anxious when Dad went into the bottle shop without him! Thankfully it has all these windows, so he can keep a close eye on him 🐶
It’s been many weeks since we’ve had a day as warm as 24°, but today Melbourne finally delivered! I had a great afternoon walk at the beach. There were loads of dogs there, and I have to say, I love those puppies that haven’t yet learned the social norms of being a dog at the beach. They’re hilarious and cute. There was a black labrador one (not a puppy-puppy, but not a full-grown dog either, if you get my drift) who kept tearing away from his owners to try to get attention from everyone else at the beach, or on one occasion barge into some other dogs' game of fetch, including patiently waiting for their owner to throw the ball… 🤣 Dogs are so great.
We got to see this little guy a couple of times over the Easter long weekend! Despite Gizmo’s best efforts, he even got tricked into getting his photo taken a couple of times 🐶
Got to catch up with this little guy last night. While Gizmo was excited to see us, he was also very concerned about the volume of bikkie thieves around him. Never mind humans gave him the bikkie, and could easily get their own if they wanted bikkies… they cannot be trusted! 🐶
Gizmo has met the third cat in his life who didn’t immediately hate him! Timmka here was full of curiosity, actually, but Gizmo scuttled their emerging friendship when he went in for a bum sniff (not pictured). Timmka was NOT happy 🙀
Gizmo has seemed a bit subdued today, especially after Gidget hissed at him when he just wanted to play (twice), but he livened up when he reached the beach. Unfortunately, he got himself so filthy there that he needed a B-A-T-H when we got home… and now he feels traumatised.