I reckon the small dog really does try to understand what I'm banging on about when I talk to him. He wiggles his little head from side to side and furrows he's wrinkled old man brow.
Oh look, I've become one of those dog owners...
Realistically, I suspect this black little french bulldog will only ever understand 'walk' 'treat' and 'post office' [post office was the new word for walk until he figured that one out]. Thankfully he's cute enough to get away with being so daft.
Oh what a beautiful dog, The sun bouncing of his forehead makes for a lovely photograph :)
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