Biscuit got to enjoy his third weekend in a row of great weather. As you can see above he was pretty happy about it.

For Biscuit the day started in our back yard with variations on the game fetch. One critical difference in the game that Biscuit likes to introduce is the lack of the “drop” command having any effect. Instead he’s lobbied hard to have the rule changed to “rip it from my jaw if you can girly man.” 

By the afternoon Biscuit had talked his meddlesome parents and their friend Melody to trek over to the Hamstead Heath. This is where Biscuit found his soulmate, a beautiful whippet puppy who was more than happy to run at full speed in the mid-day sun.

 At the end of the day it was a good to be a dog but damn was it time for a nap.