My father taking his Golden Retriever, Phoebe, for a walk during the big storms in New England Sunday night. She looks miserable, she's a bit of a pampered pooch, if you couldn't tell from the raincoat.
Phoebe is the most mild mannered Golden Retriever ever. She has no adventure in her. Unfortunately, as you can likely tell from my father's dare-it-all grin, he's got more than any human should.
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Date: 2012-04-27 12:17 pm (UTC)Poor dear thing.
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Date: 2012-04-27 05:04 pm (UTC)