Fallen

I didn’t get outside this morning till The Bossess demanded Male. So The male took ME in Suzz and got it…The mail that is. He also got his parcel from Amazon that was delivered via the new N.Z. Postal service from Portland Oregon that you can send stuff to that Amazon won’t deliver to NZ for reasons known only to them and which was a huge pain but is now a pleasure, thank you . The Boss got a great Woolly (synthetic) hat with a visor built in for keeping winter sun out of his eyes while shooting back lit dogs. It was……wait for it……Made in the USA and a set of boot thingies that slip over the sole and stop slipping on ice. These will be field tested as soon as we have a frozen ice field available.
The Boss thinks it is about time that the world got real and stopped all this international sales boundary’s rubbish. He thinks it is well past it’s use by date and in actual fact is so easily circumvented these days that it is becoming meaningless.
On the way bark from the Post Office , which has had a new paint job BTW…The Boss spotted this image and actually had to get out of the car in the light rain to capture it. AND for those dog lovers who may worry, I did get to blat a bit later in the day but The Bossess was convinced The Boss had just gone to the pub as the house thundered to the noise of me taking my bed for 27 circuits of the ground floor at hi speed on our return.
You can’t wear out a Wheaten Terrier…….easily.

Fall even morer