I didn't go to bed last night, which would explain why i was up before dawn. Being up before dawn doesn't happen often for me. It caused me to be inspired. So i wrote a nice page of words about Vanuatu, and decided to take my dog to the park for sunrise. Like this:
The only problem was Wembley Council decided to invest in fences and padlocks. Like this:
My dad, being Jesus, would probably have a key for such a padlock. Why would a man have so many keys, if not to open locks?
Alas, none of the Keys would fit. Not ones to give up, we found a hole in the fence, we slipped our collars off and we slid through the hole. Alas, on the other side of the fence, one of us refused to put his collar back on and chose instead to chase the park ranger. Imagine seeing a white wolf like dog, without a collar chasing you in a locked park. Shityapants! He just drove away quickly, and i spent twenty minutes trying to get Kasper re-collared, using methods like this:
Eventually we were re-collared, and started taking pictures of ourself playing rugby, like this:
Then we took picture of the both of us playing games together. Like this:
Then i thought it would be funny to watch Kasper trip over, by throwing his ball onto the ice, like this:
Only problem is, SOMEONE is a big fat PUSSY cat. And could sniff the danger on the ice. That left me to get to get the ball myself, which was quite a soggy mission.
Morals:
Collars should not be removed.
Dads are not Jesus.
Dogs should not be bullied.
Enjoy the Snow.
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