The little dogs lie in wait,
Tikes and mongrels, chiens bâtards,
Chained or at liberty, some wearing neckerchiefs,
They rush out with volleys of barking,
Bandits with nothing to steal.
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Thirty words a day, about walking the dog. Inspired by Clare's blog Once around the Park
Trédaniel plan d'eau
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- Down the road, afternoon.
- Woods above Moncontour, afternoon.
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Above Arondel, evening; Moos with Mol.
- Down the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon
- Up the road, afternoon
- Woods behind Arondel, walking Moos with Mol (Satur...
- Up the road, afternoon (Friday 23rd)
- Down the road, evening (Thursday 22nd)
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- Down the road, afternoon.
- Up the road, afternoon; Bel Orient
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon (Friday)
- Up the road, afternoon - The garden at Boissy (Thu...
- Up the road, afternoon
- Down the road, evening; childhood ghoulishness rev...
- Down the road, evening
- Down the road, evening
- Walking elsewhere
- Trédaniel plan d'eau, morning.
- Up the road, afternoon; Bel Orient
- Hillion peninsular, out with Gillian and Barley
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