Out for a walk

Giles loves a short spring walk and this is his favorite tree lines spot!

During our morning constitution

Looks Left. Nothing there.

Looks right. Nothing there either. Hmmmm.

Might as well smell stuff since I can't find any squirrels, cats or people.

I'm not really a morning person (my dad just read that and spit coffee all over his computer screen because it's so true and because to him it's a huge understatement of the obvious) but I get up to walk him between 7-9am, just depending when he nudges me. I don't complain. as a matter of fact, I just spring out of bed and get dressed, get him dressed, and off we go.

And why wouldn't I? Who could resist such cuteness?

Morning strolling,

A Girl and her Grey