At my best?

"A runner must run with dreams in his heart."
Emile Zapotek

Hello. Here I am doing what I do best. Running. When I run I am free.

I love running. But mostly I love being chased. Today I was chased by Harvey, the beagle. Chester, also a beagle, who lives with Harvey, wouldn't chase me. Chester is very old. I jumped at him and wiggled my bottom in the air but Chester wasn't having any of it. He can ignore my dubious charms. Harvey can't. He chased. And chased. He was still on his lead and Harvey's owner looked like a May pole by the time we'd finished.

I love being chase but I do not want to chase other dogs, only frisbees.

aprecious chased me for a bit but she is totally and utterly rubbish at it. Don't tell her I said this but she may be er to be subtle er she may be a touch out of condition. So, I had to stop. And sit. And wait.

You're not going to believe this - but I actually did. I know. Worrying isn't it?

But don't worry too much - I'll be up to new mischief tomorrow.

This is SOOC, obviously, but for having the top half cropped off.
Here's what I'm listening to today. Bert Jansch - The Black Swan This is one of many of his songs I love. Also, apropos of nothing - please can you go and say hello to a friend of mine who has just joined Blipfoto?Smilingdebs Thank you.