Tomokee loves walking anywhere with good sniffs and enough vertical things (fence posts, trees, random bushes) to trigger marking behaviour. We went to Windy Hill in Portola Valley. There's a strong vertical climb up followed by lunch, then a meandering descent. Here, our friend Bob has just taken over driving T-dog.
During the descent, there's a nice creek for Tomokee to go splashing in and many other dogs for him to meet (he was very well behaved and really liked a dog appropriately named, "Two Socks"). The downside of having Two Socks ahead of us was Tomokee wanted to continue to play and so exhibited all the gentility of a GE diesel-electric locomotive... my fingers went numb holding him back.
When we got back to Bob's house, Tomokee was getting attention from Bob and spouse Nancy. While we were chatting, he just flumped himself down in the street with his head wedged against Bob's leg and, shortly after this shot was taken, began gently snoring. What a lug... a loveable lug, at least.
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That is such a sweetheart!
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