…is called Tsar (!)

God’s Honest….

He’s the second German Shepherd I’ve had. And he’s a true blessing. I’ve never had such a beautiful being grace my life before.

Huge. Loud. Scary. But looooves his Teddies. A Real German German Shepherd.

Anyhoo.

We have this game.

Return from shop. Tsar rushes forward, all waggy tail.

‘Let me carry something for you.’

Give him something. He struts. Proud as anything. Then disappears.

Aha, I think. He’s buried it. AGAIN. OK. I’ll play. I Know all his fave places.

He hides. I find. We both smile.

Today. He hid.

I can’t find.

One Very Smiley Dog.

Still looking.

Gotta Love him :o)