You Forgot My Sweater!

When I am fresh out of the Dog (Not) Oasis, I tend to get cold on walkies. I start shivering and just don't want to walk. Not rocket science, really. The thing is, mum needs to remember I AM fresh out of the you-know-what and subsequently put my sweater on. Like before we leave the house. Today she forgot. She had to run with me. Through the first oak meadows. It was like a game. I liked it.

As I am sure everybody is very interested in this, I am pleased to tell you that the location of the dead snake I like to roll around in is right behind this rock.