One thing about visiting our friend, when we go out for a drive it is always interesting and to places we would be unlikely to find on our own.
These photos are taken from Blackmoor Reserve, a lead mine site of yesteryear.
The dogs were in their element, Bud especially as he’s a roller as well as a digger, and found some very interesting ‘areas’ in which to do both.
Maggie on the other hand is developing into a plodder, with the occasional ‘whoosh’ moment, then taking two hours to get over it.
Surprisingly, the dogs are of a similar age, though Bud is a rescue dog who was adopted by our friend at 2, and we’ve had Maggie from seven weeks.
Both are good company, loving, loyal, spoilt rotten, and a pain in the butt at times.
Maggie has been in the mood to play this last visit, though rather than chasing each other having fun out in the open fields, she and Bud have been frolicking under our feet indoors.
Still, how can you stay angry at a face like this?
I thought I’d do a piece on a different kind of friendship for my 900th post.