Well, I'm laid up at the moment. Fleury and I went for a walk in the "city" (aka suburbia). Fleury was pretty terrible with the traffic and the sidewalks and especially all the crazy insane dogs behind fences. I also had a rough time with the curbs, falling off one and twisting my ankle...so ball in the back yard it is for a few days while I let this heal up.
But since a blown up ankle does not make for a pretty picture, this is husband (the man behind the quilts) carrying on because I'm taking too long during a photo shoot. You'd think we were out there for an hour. Truth is, this was before I even got in one good shot. The commentary that went along with this photo: priceless.
And does anyone have any advice for walking a pup in the "city?"