Who's Badder than Leroy Brown?
Anyway, last night we gets in from our walk at Salcey an dad disappeared straight out again. Comes back a bit a later wiv anuvver 'ound - a geezer called Mack 'ooo didn't 'ave and knives what I could see. And stone me, apart from the black patches it was like lookin' in the mirror - Dawg, he's a handsome lad.
Mack had been livin' down at MK wiv Grandma Squiggs, and she'd got 'im back to tip top condition like. Trouble was 'ee got a bit keen and took Grandma Squiggs and Gracie for a walk - all right, run - frooo an' 'edge in an attempt to get at a cat - unsuccessfully I might add.
So now 'ee's 'ere. We'll see 'ow strong 'ee is; I'm not givin' way to some young whipper-snappa just yet I can tell ya.
Anyways, 'ee's settled in OK, and this evenin' we went over Salcey again for a good long ball o' chalk; tire 'im out a bit. And, just for a change, it weren't chuckin' it down, so dad managed to get a few pics. First off 'ee did a bit of posin'.

Mack

Mack
We've all dun it - first few times on the long uns we all need to 'ave a lie down 'alf way round.

Mack having a lie down

Mack and The Beastly Beasts
So Mack's here to stay until 'ee picks a decent 'ome to go to. No prospects just yet, but then again the 'umans have all gone off on their 'ols; there's no rush though.
'til next time then.









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