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Today's Pinup

 

Salisbury Crags, this morning.

A Chair In The Sky

   For the past year and a bit, Lucky has come to work with me every Monday.  I bought him a salon bed, and we both enjoyed our time there together- or so I thought.
   In the last few months, I've had the sense that maybe he was not so comfortable in the salon.  I denied it, and continued to bring him, but a couple of weeks ago, I had to admit to myself that it just wasn't working for him.  I loved having him there, as did my clients (many people booked a Monday appointment specifically to see him), but I couldn't ignore his discomfort.  People coming and going just isn't his thing, and the sounds of hairspray and blow dryers can't be nice for him either.  But what to do about a Monday?
   An extra day at Citidogs Creche is always a happy option, we certainly know that he loves it there, but as I start work a bit later on a Monday, we thought we'd first try him at home.  I felt that as long as he had a very long walk first thing in the morning, as well as a busy Sunday the day before, he might be okay.
   So today, we were up before dawn, and Lucky and I had a 2 1/2 hour walk in Holyrood Park.  We do this walk multiple times a week already, so Lucky knows it well.  The paths we take involve a lot of climbing, and half way through the walk, we usually find ourselves atop Arthur's Seat, the local high-point.  Today, for the first time ever, we were all alone at the top, and it was magic.

   Solitary time with my boy is precious to me, and I savour it.  Of course, on the way down, we encountered lots of fun people and dogs, so he also had some running around, social time.  

   When we arrived back home after, I settled Lucky on his bed, got ready for work, and left.  I worried that he would become bored.  But when I arrived back,

snug as a bug.  We shall see, but as long as he continues to enjoy his home-day to this extent, we'll have no worries.  And the long, uphill walks?  Good for us both!  

  

Set Your Sail To Catch That Breeze

If Lucky weren't such a proper boy-dog, one could accuse him of trying to imitate The Flying Nun.

Lap Dog

A gent comes into the salon for a trim; this happens.

A Pillow Shortage

What do you think?  Are we crazy to allow this or just crazy in love?

Today's Pinup

On The Lookout

Squirrel hunting in Queen's Park. He'll never get one!

Day Trippers

   When we first adopted Lucky, I decided to start work later on a Thursday, to spend the day with him.  I go in at 4, giving us plenty of time for 2 good walks.  I like  it, because it's my private time with him.  Usually we're up Calton Hill in the morning and Arthur's Seat in the afternoon.
   Today, we decided to venture further afield.  We took the bus to Fairmilehead, and walked up in the Pentland Hills for a couple of hours.  Lucky, as always, enjoyed the bus journey.  He even made a friend!

   The climb is a bit steep for me, a breeze for Lucky.  There was almost no one else there at all, so it was incredibly peaceful.  Once we hit the long grass, Lucky, as is his habit, charges around in huge circles at terrific high speed.  It's a sight to behold, a powerful and fit young dog at peak strength running as fast as he can.  This is why hill dog walks really are best for him.

   The views, of course, are stunning.

You can just about make out the Forth Rail Bridge.

And it's always a bit incongruous to see people skiing in the warm air at the Snowsports dry ski slopes.

   By the time we boarded our bus home, Lucky was tired.  And when he's tired, comfort becomes paramount.  He could not understand why he wasn't allowed to use the comfy bus furniture.  I had to explain.  But once we found our spot, he slept for the entire 1 hour journey back.

Autumn Leaves

   I know that I'm biased, but isn't this happy boy a total looker?

He's on the hunt for squirrels; he will never get one, but he keeps his chin up.