|Today we caught up with Tino and family, including Teddy the groodle, one of Munson’s buddies from years ago. We were invited to join them for a picnic at Wanda Beach (aka Boat Harbour) as we had done prior to France. |
Their three year separation unfortunately did not see them resume the same close relationship as they had – for them half a lifetime ago! However when sticks and balls were tossed into the shallow waters of the bay, they did manage a good romp together.
|Throw in an extra Gustav, and hey presto! Even more romping! |
And then it was time for Munson to reconnect with his inner sand angel:
The rest of the days activity away from the picnic spot was spent clambering over rocks or observing distant pelicans. Gustav writes more about the day on his blog.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Sunday, July 07, 2013
|How do you know you’re at a market? Munson starts talking. It doesn’t matter if he’s amongst the aubergines and cheeses at a French village market, or the printed fabrics, hand-turned pots and collaged images at a crafts fair, Munson will have something to say. Today his conversation started competing with some buskers, so after a few attempts to retune their instruments in his key, they gave up and came over to serenade him. |
Today’s setting was the first Sunday of the month Arts & Crafts market at the Eveleigh site where we often visit the Saturday farmers’ market. Music aside, there is something for everyone, including the dog.
Thursday, July 04, 2013
Sometime this week, the video of Munson playing in Sydney Park passed the million-view count on YouTube. By coincidence 1,000,943 is the number of hairs that he has dropped around the house during his winter blow-out.
His display of fun and good-manners have only managed to anger or distress 39 people, or 0.004% which may be a YouTube record.
Less viewed, but at least as close to my heart is the video tribute I made about Bondi a few months later: Bondi’s World. The two videos together show much these amazing dogs have given me (and thousands of others) whether we’re hanging out at home, or off globe-trotting together.