This morning, George met up with his best mates (the two Airdales down the road) for a play on the field. They chased and bounced and sniffed and ran around in circles and, overall, had a fabulous time. By the time we were ready to say goodbye, all three dogs were shattered and ready to go back on the lead.
Here’s George five minutes later, when we got back home:
Doesn’t he look happy tired?