Finally got the team together for a photo.
In Neils defense, he was just basking in the sun on HIS balcony before Nicks barged out, surprising him.
He now does usually let her walk past without snarling.
If there ever was a time to drive a Swedish car with a sturdy leather interior, it is now.
But no, I’m driving a Honda swathed in velour, if Nicks even glances at a panel, it becomes coated in spit and mud.
WE either have to become MUCH better at sitting still, or just give up on the interior.
I know, I know, it must be the former, or all paths will lead to hell.
A brief rest in the shade.
Her favourite hot day hangout is amongst the cool ivy.
Well, that’s my wish.
The only time she will sit still and focused is when there’s a stick or balls involved. Or a good big bone.
My plan, with the help of a “dog clicker” and “Dog Zen”, is to be her focus again.