I left it too late to take him and he wouldn't settle. Bolting about everywhere and I couldn't relax and enjoy my pint. Put him on the lead and he was just struggling to get free. Don't think he enjoyed it too much so he was a bit stressy.
He's friendly as fuck but he's huge so when he comes bounding up to folk, they understandably shit it at first before they realise he's actually a loveable doofus.
“What age was wee mcausland when he was running rings round this league?“
The worst is if they settle after a bit or even go to sleep, and some punter comes up and claps them without asking and making daft noises, wakes them up and they go bananas. Five mins later and you're leaving a half drunk pint and away home.
Can't wait til she's old enough for hill-walks and camping. She's been pushing boundaries like fuck recently, but I know it's just about being consistent. Had her on the bus the other day - she hated it and whined the whole time, had to get off about 4 stops early and walk
It's a shite photo in my mum's house, but seeing this wee heid pop up next to me when my alarm goes off every morning, tail wagging like fuck, melts my heart.