Why else would I bark so enthusiastically as I trot down the street first thing every morning with Gail, on my way to the park?
And of course, encouraged by me, my
I think my neighbours are very lucky to have such a public spirited dog like me to wake them up!
PS My wire-haired fox terrier friend Butchy (Katie's older brother) has terrible news this morning. He is very, very ill, suffering from brain-tumour induced seizures, as did dear old Hamish. So I am a bit subdued just now, thinking about him and his family. Gail's face looked so sad when she read the news.