Dog of the Week «édition française»: Daisy
Meet Daisy, the dog who lived in the house to which
our little holiday gîte was attached. She's pulling
that rather alarming face because she's in the middle
of masticating one of the many figs that fell from
the tree at the front door. You haven’t lived until
you've seen a Staffie cross chow down on a series of
sticky, slightly fermented figs. Now, you might think
that eating dozens of figs wouldn't be good for a
small dog, and if you did, the spate of mournful
farts she let out in our company would seem to lend
credence to your theory.
And, as always, there are a bunch more photos from France on Flickr. Not terrific shots, I must say; the weather was against me, and, worse, the muse just didn't seem to be with me.
And, as always, there are a bunch more photos from France on Flickr. Not terrific shots, I must say; the weather was against me, and, worse, the muse just didn't seem to be with me.
