George Cluney look

Cousteau was rocking the George Cluney greys this evening on our walk. He was supposed to be sitting and staying for a moment, but took matters into his own hands paws when he sauntered over to me. He wins; his idea for a shot was way better than mine! He had all the female dogs wanting to spend time with him; I bet he just wished he could keep up with them - he picks his chases these days.

Penultimate day of Term 1 and it has felt very autumnal today. I've quite liked it, but then again I was wearing a down jacket and feeling faintly amused by all the people refusing to give up summer just yet, shivering in the cold wind!

Night all.

~Barking~