That time of the month

It's the time of the month when I get to enjoy this view

What is it with dogs and their need to drink out of the toilet? God knows and he doesn't tell, as we tend to put it in Swedish. Well at least we Swedish speaking Finns, I don't really know how they tend to put things in Sweden.

So I share custody of the the dog with my dear-ass X, I'm the one who gets to hang out with the dog 2 days once a month and he is the one who gets the dog all the time, all the time. The reason for this is however the dog and his well-being. Where we failed as a couple we make up as dog owners.

I love taking my dear on walks in Montreal and he seem to enjoy it just as much. I find it funny how people come up to me to ask things like, "does your dog have problems with his back as it's so long?". I never know if people are kidding or serious and I always answer with a joke when I should be serious and vice versa. 

I'm as well the most antisocial person in the dog parks. I don't have much to say about dogs. Never had one before and don't think I will after this one. He is my one and only.

Fall is here. Beautifully colored leaves surround us. Some still in the trees others on the ground. You get to enjoy a more colorful autumn here in Quebec than you do in Finland, thanks to a wider range of leafy trees and the big amount of maple trees. 

Montreal is however not the best place for this color festival, you're better off in the countryside. 

  

I wanted to take Chuck up on the Mont Royal, but this time he had planned another route. We never made it up. We made it to the left and right and over and under, but never up. Bassets can be like that sometimes.

I was not in the mood to argue, after all it was his time of the month.