As you’ll see from the photo below Louis gets ever more distinguished as the days pass by.
He has his own definition of how long a walk should be and when he would like to go on one. Routine is important to him (feeding time is 11:30 and he starts staring at you from 11:15 onwards – even taking into account when the clocks change).
We try and cater to his every whim but he still surprises us with his never ending desire to play tug of war. The play sessions don’t last as long as they used to but he’d play every day if he could badger us into doing so.
Here he is just after a play session in the back garden. The tug toy is one of the original ones we got years and years ago and is still holding out well. It’s faded after being left out in all weathers and it absolutely reeks but that doesn’t bother him.
You’ll see a discarded toy in the background – why play with that one when there’s something that smells like fermented damp socks to have a nibble on.