On tonight’s evening walk My dad (Barefoot Ken Bob), and I (PsychoHerman.com) ran into many old friends, and made a couple of new friends too, and saw some strikingly beautiful Birds of Paradise – the flowers, not actually birds, otherwise I would have barked at them to come and play with me.
Faye is a new friend, a puppy less than a year old. Chester is also a new friend, but he is an old dog, like me, 10 years old. The rest of the dogs we met are old friends, Logan is one of my “little brothers” whom I adapted when he was a puppy a couple years ago. Toby is a recent friend, also 10 years old, whom I’ve been hanging out with on many of my evening walks the last couple of months, and Gypsy is another old friend I’ve known for a few years. She is about 12 years old(?). But I didn’t like Gypsy at first… mostly because she would get upset when I tried to climb on top of her