We dog sat her for a few days this winter and she hardly wanted to go out of the house. She would dash out and 2 minutes later dash back inside. I supposed she didn't like the cold. Scootering along must have been an aerobic workout for the girl
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They are having a lot of fun with that scooter.
ReplyDeleteHours of enjoyment
DeleteDog power or four paw drive?
ReplyDeleteLove it . 4 paw drive!
DeleteLove it!!!
ReplyDeleteMolly seemed fine with this new fangled walking too!
DeleteSeems like you are doing "coping," in the face of possible disaster on your border.
ReplyDeleteLike us here, trying to live naturally, like the COVID-19 is not popping up, all over.
Courage to us all...
I'm finding the positive. The family is safe, the kids are happy, the dogs are walked, coffee and people watching is still a favourite pastime
DeleteBoth having fun, my Yorkies wouldn't be able to keep up :)
ReplyDeleteHugs,
~Jo
They would need to be on the scooter with someone running alongside....not you!!
DeleteTHat looks like fun.
ReplyDeleteGreat fun.
ReplyDeleteThe girls love scootering and it's great now the roads are empty. In summer that beach road is very busy. Not a place for a scooter
DeleteThey need a bigger scooter, then the dog could have joined them. Poor thing; made to walk.
ReplyDeleteWe dog sat her for a few days this winter and she hardly wanted to go out of the house. She would dash out and 2 minutes later dash back inside. I supposed she didn't like the cold.
DeleteScootering along must have been an aerobic workout for the girl