Tag: chonk

Went to take Byron for a walk. The wind was blowing something fierce, broken branches everywhere. Byron had the wind in his ears and was loving it. We went to the beach and he got his paws wet in the lake. On the way back, we walked along the waterfront. The noise of the boats jangling around didn’t bother him, but he definitely took serious offence with a kite in the Parc. Full-on growling, barking, ears back, babines showing teeth. But then we went home and all was well.

Byron helped me to vacuum and mop the floors this morning, in his own inimitable way.

The chonk’s head isn’t that big (yet).

I tried to take the chonk out for a walk to the post office. He didn’t really want to, so he melted into the sofa to protest.

The vet was asking us if the chonk is sleeping well, or has nightmares. As you can see, the chonk is stressed out of his mind with anxiety….

Climbing on chairs on my own

They hatin’