Mummy...

'Morning Doggers!

Today we're doing another Park Profile. Our featured December Dogger is Baxter, and when there is enough light in the morning or evening, we'll get a picture of him.

Baxter's park personae is best described as British Preparatory School. It took me a while to place him, but after some suggestions from his mom it all seems so obvious! Baxter is part of the early morning shift and around 7:00 am he casually trots into the park. He can be very focused on his own things and when in such a mood will keep to himself. At other times he plays well with others. Nothing here to suggest his true personae...

However, this all changes when his little quirks come out. Quirks such as, any pedestrian unaccompanied by a dog is quickly pointed out (think this with an innocent British prep school accent);

"Mummy. There is a strange man over there. Shall I bark at him? I shall you know."

When Baxter's mom or dad throw his toy he dashes off to get it. As long as no other doggers are vying for possession of said toy, then it's;

"Mummy. Why did you throw my toy for those other dogs? It's my toy, I'm supposed to play with it. Not them."

Occasionally, poor Baxter has a knee injury that flares up,

"Mummy. You know I can't possibly run after that toy, this old knee injury is acting up again. If you would rather I give it a go, I might be able to fetch it one more time."

While normally Baxter is an all weather bloke, he has been known to shun the rain. Not being one to live in glass houses and throw stones, I'll avoid any comments. Although Baxter has been heard to say;

"Mummy. I do say it looks like rain. I can't be bothered to stay out in the rain another minute."

And if there is no movement to home;

"Mummy! Come, we're leaving."

Good show old chap!

The Gaffer