Young driver

Buddy, Bert and I headed out this morning to catch up with a friend for a hack. Now we know Bert is a great lorry dog, but he decided to take it to a new level as designated driver on the way back.

He was most miffed when I told him he was too young. Let alone the fact his paws wouldn’t reach the pedals.

It wasn’t just Buddy who got some exercise, Bert found a ball and was very happy running round the garden while we had lunch. The joys of having a caterer for a friend.

Since I’ve had a bigger lorry, Bert has been travelling in his crate for safety. As he’s growing up (a little), I’ve been trailing him travelling on the seat behind me or next to me. He’s still secured but it’s been working well.

He loves to look out the window to see where we’re going. Buddy is the same. Well when he’s not stuffing his face.

It seems I’m not alone in loving anyone who feeds me. All my boys are the same.

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