The greatest dog expression ever. Morgan, 2, #terrier mashup. USP: Looks like a Jim Henson puppet. Likes: black magic, chivalry, flowery language, rolling in fox faeces. Dislikes: single use plastic, faberge eggs, casual racism, formal racism, phlegm. #dogsoflewes
Tonight we are celebrating Oakley’s win at the Lewes Arms annual spaniel race! Hilarity & chaos reigned. The trophy was his highlight, full of sausages. #loveLewes@DogsOfLewes#2022champ#Sussex#spaniels
… early work. The weak roof under which Boss and his 2004 Hewlett Packard were sheltering from the freaky weather collapsed. The opera was lost. No back up, nothing. Boss consoles himself safe in the knowledge that his legs look a bit like toilet rolls.
Boss, 5 #oldenglishsheepdog.
Two years ago, in a freak weather incident which we now refer to as “that freaky weather day two years ago”, Boss was putting the finishing touches to his operetta “Jason’s Stupid Holiday” - taking inspiration from Puccini, Verde and Meatloaf’s 1/2
Indie half blue Merle Border Collie / half Springer. 10 weeks. This mix combines the most intelligent of the dog world & most active. It will come as no surprise that this pup is soon to finish her PhD in chemical engineering whilst moonlighting as a fitness instructor.
Look at Sonia. She is 7. She is sick of your big feelings, the erraticness of your emotions. She wants to sit quietly, by a river, beneath a willow tree listening to distant birdsong whilst crocheting herself a reusable shopping bag from fronds of riverweed.
Betty, maltipoo. 5mo. Likes: bums, being confused for toffee / angels / the messiah. Dislikes: ‘outie’ belly buttons, extraneous food packaging, burps when people are still eating
I used to be a gigantic, rangy beast, built for speed + destruction. Then one day I crept inside a washing machine with my stupendously elegant limbs in pursuit of a small morsel of beef I had identified on a American Apparel tee. It was a boil wash + here we are. Bez, 9 months.
Oh HI THERE, I’ve got the scented candles you ordered & dress that accentuates your knicker line. Yes, it’s me, Dillys. Border Collie & Poodle. 2. I’ll leave the papery bit on the butter “to preserve its modesty”. I’m a wild beast, a ferocious monster. Sometimes allowed on sofa.
The majesty, the damp & alluring beard, the beady yet tender eyes, the flopetty ears, the moist nostrils. Fergus, 9 mo. Wolf Terrier. The Joe Wicks of dogs. Lord of puppies. The self appointed king of binge eating recycling in private. Possibly God. Certainly God. God I love dogs