My New BFF

It’s been a while since we made the trek from Australia to England but things are looking better by the minute. Living in Australia was great and I met loads of fantastic friends. There was Aura, my leg cocking greyhound chum. I’ve tried it myself but only manage to squat against a tree. It’s another art form and Aura had perfected it. We did so many things together, including getting massages (but that’s a story for another day). She was great fun and wore the mantle of BFF.

Since moving here I wondered if I’d find another best friend. I mean housemates don’t really count. However this past weekend I met my new best friend. Molly. 

Pleased to meet you Molly!

Let's run, come on!

She’s so relaxed and chilled and not like my brothers. We met up in my favourite woods and enjoyed tag teaming squirrels (to no avail) and running like lunatics. I really enjoyed showing her the best sniffing pattern to uncover those elusive squirrels. It was amazing, just being able to share new things with her. The leaves have been changing colours and falling to the ground but Molly explained that it's normal for this time of year.

Molly’s pretty quick but to be honest we never really had a fair race, it’s only polite to let others win from time to time. She doesn’t say much and next to her I look like I’ve escaped from a lunatic asylum. I’m looking forward to going out with her again because we were just getting going when they dragged us off to the pub.

Soaking up the fun.

Squirrel patrol.

It was pretty chilly but Molly enjoyed trying to get a drink from the unsuspecting, while I kept a vigil for any cats and let everyone know when one was near. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful new friendship, I might just get her a christmas present!

Seriously, she's not beating me.