One belly rub and I'm yours

In my quest for a perfect blip, I trawled Gran's neighbourhood, and in the process scared away a shy cat, three frightened flowers, an introverted clump of grass, and one innocent little baby. So I was touched when a no-name staffie bitch took pity on me and rushed over for a belly rub. When she righted herself, (not an easy task), she posed in a variety of styles including that of a reclining nude, and, as shown here, seated alluringly in front of a planter. The sun came out and she basked in its warmth before slipping quietly behind the planter and through a hidden dog hatch when she considered the session to be over.