Lochy Dog

Here I am enjoying a big walk in the hills. Lots of snow and mud mud mud. It was great.
My instinktyness was kicking in and I was strangely drawn to the round woolly creatures just beyond the walls. Apparently only the other Sonny’s that live on the farm are allowed in there so I left them alone - which must have been the right decision because I got a biscuit.


As you all know I am getting to know my new family and home and I was surprised to find that the people here, just like my own family, have an IronBoarder who lives in the kitchen cupboard. This is a strange choice of pet but obviously more common than I thought. Why anybody would want this gangly, skinny, flat topped hairless beastie I have no idea. I don't like the way it just stands there while it gets petted - they rub it's back, back and forward back and forward - sometimes for ages. It doesn't even move when I bite its stupid skinny legs - what's that all about?