I took an unusual route: the fun kind.

It avoids the running pollution on austin avenue.

My head was about to explode the whole time: such is meditating with walking dogs.

Billy sniffed and sniffed. I think he thought he found a lair of rabbits at one bush house.

He was not very friendly with the pit mix pup. Too young and unruly he may have believed.

The valleyfield woman was super kind. So was her pup named West.

Billy was in no mood to play. He had business of sniffing to do he said to the young pup who wanted to follow us.