The Scent Of My Eighth

A good scent it is. That's what i sniffed right from yesterday. The scent of my Eighth Birthday. Today i am Eight.






To be Eight...

• I am an awfully old dog now. 
• I sleep more and sometimes am lazy to check out the sounds at the outer gate. 
• But i still guard my family here with my life. 
• I still walk with a spring. 
• I have more dots on my body.. old doggy marks.
• My vet says i look like more like a dalmation wannabe when i am shaved bald.
• I can run faster than anyone in this house. Grandpa says i don't run, i gallop almost like a horse.

Both Anny and i woke up real early in the morning today. Since it was my birthday, she took me for an early morning car ride. My eyes were not even open yet. A new place for walks. I checked out some new scents and left some doggy mails behind too.

my just woke up face

some funny scent there

an ole ex-tin mine pool

some wild flowers by the drains

a funny alien with two antenna and a spaceship on its back

leaving some doggy mails

my home is surrounded by mountains.. we are at a valley

i got a big brown bone for my birthday.. a mighty bone it was

the early morning walks and treat a treat is tiring me out

my birthday treat... i am 3/4 done with it

That's all for now. I am going off for my walks with grandpa. See ya soon!

*woof*

Dommy