Yesterday, it was coursing training at Meulan. Though quite nine years old, and a despite a muzzle that went a bit white, the feet still stand.
The spring tries sometime a daring outbreak in this never ending winter. It’s time to go to the stadium and play some ball games.
Saturday is the day of the racing track. It’s such a lovely place ! Aunt Brigitte took pictures of my beginning. I’m still hesisate a bit (but when I’m sure to catch the white thing, in that case, I push with all my strengh on my little legs, I love taking the “lure-man” by surprise).
Last Saturday, Harley’s gone fetching his new little brother, Houston. Karinne said he was (at least for the moment) rather gentle with him. He seems happy to led him to discover their new commun universe. It promise a big complicity to come…
Already some news from Harley
I had a very good night on a new bed and quite all the time between my owners !
But this morning, I’m playing in MY own bed !
Have a good day
with my Crocolandish toy and blanket
Do you think I have enough toys ?
This new life is so tiresome…
And it’s so hard to have cuddles
It’s lacking comfort round there