Making Tracks

It’s been weeks since I had a sniffathon here. This is my favourite place and this track runs along the side of our lake to the Outlet where Lake Wanaka becomes The Clutha River.
We had an early start ‘Cos The Bossess left to go to Queenstown to get her Sister off a plane. Well I think her Sister probably got off the plane on her own but you get the drift.

I really like The Bossess’s Sister ‘Cos she goes walking in the morning at ridiculously early times and needs a dog for company so I volunteer.

Anyway you can see that a lot of folk use this track AND you will see also that there are NO dog tracks here ‘Cos I believe in the saying “Tread lightly and carry a big stick” and my delicate paw prints don’t compete with bikes…Lots of bikes, which were strangely absent ‘Cos it was too early for them.
This is also a Grrreat place to see tourists fall off their bikes but The Boss being the sensitive caring bloke that he is, has so far resisted hiding and Blipping.  (Ashewould),

Woof…and thank you for all the grrreat career advise from yesterday. The Boss says he would sooner have me than a huge SUV and that I would be cheaper to run. Is that a compliment?
T


Pawscript… If a grrreat emplyment opportunity ever comes up I pledge to give all my earnings to Blip. Excluding GCT (Great Cheese Tax) of course.