By JohnW

Hot Dog

Usual routine, quarter past seven this morning, telephone, “Daaad, can you . . .”.  
Yes we have been Biskit sitting all day, and this afternoon’s walk was a trifle hot to say the least, BUT who still wants to play with his favourite toy when we get back, even though he (and me) was wilting as we came home?

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