Rune started off in a new sweater ( burgundy) but convinced me to take it off. This is our usual place that we walk. We did the reverse as I could see the lower Italian Alps so clearly with snow. I wanted to walk toward them as opposed to having them at my back.
When we got to our cheese stop, Rune always stops and waits for his treat. It was sleeting at that point. I tried to put on his raincoat but I didn't have the velcro wrap that holds it on... No people at all around..
It started really sleeting on the way back...Rune's ears were way back and was looking at me imploringly. I read it as ..."Stop stopping and going slow...i'm getting wet and I don't like it." On the way back, we saw a black whippet? or galgos walking with his family in a lovely coat. He was so much thinner than Rune but so similar. Rune is filled with Jack Russell. Sturdy in the body and tenacious in demeanor.
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| Rune's pesky half. |
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| The sea below. |
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| Demanding at the cheese stop. |
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