I can’t quite remember when or how this started but a couple
of weeks ago Alby found himself with one of my walking boots on his foot. Since then, whenever we get ready for a walk
(which, with Percy, is every morning and evening) he has tried to put on one of
my shoes. Always there to give him a
helping hand, yesterday with camera in hand, I made sure his dog walking outfit
was complete including not only my shoes but my hat too.
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| My little dude! |
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| See crazy French lady - he doesn't wear hats |
In a nod to Mirew: this was a weird flashback to the days of
Camden shoe
swapping!
Sadly, I didn’t manage to get a photo of Alby when I picked
him up from nursery yesterday: he was wearing a bright green mullet wig and
looked quite simply, hilarious. It’s
been half-term in England
this past week and the nursery found itself with very few children to care
for. As such they merged some of the
rooms together and, come Friday, Alby was hanging out in the Caterpillars
room. There he had raided the fancy dress
box, grabbed the wig, and spent the afternoon putting it on himself and each of
the nursery workers. He is a cool little
dude Al-bug. Sadly, I didn’t get a photo of my 80’s son but fret not, my fancy
dress collection will be coming out soon to ensure fun and giggles for all.
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