Ready, Steady, Go

See, when Dad takes us all for a walk, he expects us all to sit down, calm and collected before we're allowed to release all that pent up energy in our race to see who gives up first, or who's call of nature wins out over any normal dog's desire to bog off faster and further.

All lined up, waiting for the off

OK Dad, we're coming, we're coming!! And may the best dog win!!!

OK, not too bad, but let's try it again!

Nope, apart from the ears, that didn't work too well, either!

Right, Stream Field this time, line abreast, let's go.

Oh well, if Dad can't click the shutter in time, it's not our fault!

My toys, and you're not having them!!!

Who's a pretty boy then??

Elegance, and comfort?? Don't be daft, I'm a Weimie!!

Just thought you'd like to see how the dogs seem to be taking over the world, and dictating their exercise and leisure activities, or in the case of the grey one, leisure inactivities.

Love

Dad