Harry and Pushkin asleep on the sofa

Harry is flat out at the end of another day.  Perhaps he is dreaming through some of the highlights "Get Ball... Drop Ball ... Get Ball ... Drop Ball ... Get Ball".

Pushkin gives less away, curled up in a self contained ball.

Harry and The Bird Bath

We got a bird bath for the garden. My wife put a little water in the bowl, and some crumbs of bread around the rim to attract the first birds.

When Harry first went out into the garden his attention was not immediately grabbed by the new birdbath. But he did started sniffing around a lot. There was something he liked.

Warmer ... warmer... warmer... Harry likes bread.

Big Baby Harry

This is not the sort of grown up doggy behaviour we have come to expect from Harry. Normally he trots along on his walks, sniffing every now and then. Often lagging some way behind as he sniffs out things to eat. But today he was lagging a long way behind and got a carry. What a big baby he now looks. Harry!

Harry at the Street Party

On the way home from one of Harry's usual walks he discovered there was a Street Party going on in Exbourne Road. There were tables piled high with sandwhiches - but all out of reach.

Harry is going to see if he can organise a Street Party in our street where all the sandwhiches are at street level. That would be more yummy.