Horse and Hound

This motorcycle has been around forever, but it has to be barked at, checked and vetted every day. Lucky the horse powers were not at work today.

As if traveling, which we do a lot, wasn't enough for one day, there was a Bath waiting at the end of it. We also had to go to the pet store because mum had forgotten the brush with metal straws possibly called a card in English.

I vetoed bath blips. I look ridiculous, I feel vulnerable, like I want to run away. I'm cold. Not a good time for posing.