Stabbed in the back. You think you have friends. You think you have allies. You feel safe, confidant, relaxed, and then this…BETRAYAL, practically on your own doorstep. Pettigrew making his way towards the exit. The Woman and I go for many, many walks. We invite friends to join us. Keeps things fresh. It’s nice to … Continue reading ￼In My Own Voice #38: Et tu, Suzanne?
Walking Pettigrew is like dancing with a partner when you both want to lead.
A fellow blogger described taking a trip with his reactive dog Angst Hase on Siggles on Board. At the end he asked for comments about trips others have taken with their dogs. It made me think … and remember. While Pettigrew loves the car, we don’t take him many places. In the beginning, he was … Continue reading Oh A Traveling We Will Go
My son usually wears flip flops when he walks Pettigrew. Last night he put on shoes and socks. It really must be cold!
Pettigrew rules the roost when we go out of town. He makes sure everything is just the way he likes it.