Tied in Knots

The new graffiti at the park, with Murphy about to tie us to the post. Earlier in his walk he’d been investigating in some bushes when I felt his lead get stuck tight on something. Before I had chance to investigate he’d taken matters into his own paws and got himself out of his harness and wandered back out to me. I wish I’d witnessed that little escapade. He’d obviously lost a fair bit of weight while he’d been ill last week, harness all tightened up now.