Spike’s tummy was rumbling. It has been rumbling forever. He has very a specific gastronomical constitution. His guardian has tried raw feeding, wet food, low-fat diet, grain-free diet, freshly cooked... Read more
It had just rained. The grass was wet but not waterlogged. The smell is distinctly clean and fresh. Bertie was running with his older brother (from a different mother) in... Read more
Frankie sits patiently looking at his guardian, relaxed and contented. He lifts his paw and receives a treat in return. He places the paw down, spins a full 360 degrees... Read more
