If Gibson is looking blue, it's because he is home after his holiday where he had such a good time it is hard to re-adjust! :)
We did not take Gibson with us to Nice, even though Ghetto would have loved to see him. Gibson had his own agenda .... Our very kind friends P and D invited Gibson to stay and join in the action packed week planned for their grandchildren and thought that Gibson may like to join in.
Amongst the activities planned for the week were learning to use a compass, how to tie a good knot, how to light a campfire when you haven't any matches and how to cook sausages. The sort of French country survival course that any self respecting Golden Retriever would simply love.
The evening before we left, Gibson packed his new cushion, his lead and collar and an unreasonable quantity of tennis balls.
What can I say? Gibson arrived a day after the granchildren so unfortunately missed the lesson on knot tying and the practice run with the compass around the swimming pool, but I am told that despite this lack of preparation he was with the winning team on the orienteering course and also selflessly volunteered to test the sausages, in case they weren't cooked properly.
Gibson asked me to pass on his thanks for the lovely week he had; that he adored the numerous walks each day! and to repeat that if ever they need another sausage tester that he's their dog.
He's not really as miserable as he looks on these pictures, but it's raining hard here and he's wondering why we haven't been for a walk this afternoon.
Gibson also asked me to show you that his new cushion is an incredibly fashionable combination of grain sack and vintage ticking ..... Don't ever tell me it's a dog's life.
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