5/19/14

Beach walk.

Sometimes when I'm out walking Gus in the city, (extremely clever) people will ask if I'm walking Gus or if he's walking me, given his rather hefty size. They will then laugh as if it's the funniest thing they've ever heard, and I will feign mild amusement while draaaagging the dog back to the apartment building. Comical. Please, keep laughing.

Strangers will also ask Gus what his name is. Not us. They will ask the dog. Another favorite: when tourists ask to take a picture with Gus. I'm beginning to think it's going to his head.
Anyway, here we are in our beach hometown this weekend. This last photo of Gus absolutely kills me. It must be framed for the desk ASAP.

2 comments:

  1. What a cute little guy he is! That last one is for sure a framer!

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  2. Thanks, Carol :) I like to think so... though that's completely obvious by now.

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