Yeti boots

Bert would like you to admire his newly trimmed feet.

On our walk this morning, he looked like he was wearing yeti boots. Younger readers may need to Google them. But they were all the rage in the posh ski resorts in the 80s.

Given the sharp frost we had overnight, part of me did think they were a little apt. But when we got back and he had ice dreadlocks between his toes, the clippers came out.

Unlike his bigger brother, Buddy, he really is very trusting with his Mother and clippers. OK so there was a bit of bribery too.

He is not a fan of a coat it seems. Unlike his big brother. I foolishly put Bert’s coat on to go out this morning and he decided to let me know how much he didn’t want it on! He rolled in the ice, he rolled in the mud, he went in the stream and rolled there. So I did what any good parent would do, I took it off and carried it for the rest of the walk. I have a new found understanding for parents of young kids who don’t want to wear their coat…

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