On account of Raffi's birthday (5 October, yes coinciding
with World Animal Day) we had invited a bunch of friends to come (with their
dogs) on a beach walk. We set off to Lennox Beach with Jenny (Barley and Indigo), Gio (Manx),
Linda and Pauline (Chuck, Raffie's
brother) and ourselves (Raffi) and
ambled down the beach towards Byron. Great company, nice walk and a lovely
coffee and chai tea afterwards in Lennox Head. After an hour and a half on the
beach and constant ball chasing and playing with 'canine friends' you would
think a dog would be tired, satisfied and utterly incapacitated to do anything
else that day. Not Raffi - on arrival at home, the first thing he did was to
get his ball and stand at the door, full of expectation, head cocked, and
shooting inquisitive looks at us: 'Ball?" Where does
he get the stamina from...?
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