Her Royal Highness Princess Belle has decided that her humble servant, yours truly, should ensure Ms. Belle doesn’t miss out on any of the fun just because she is a little too ancient and small to keep up with the big girls.
Belle spent much of the morning in her crate to avoid the oversized paws of one very boisterous five month old lab puppy who was visiting us. So by the time the puppy went home and I was about to head out to the dikes with Sadie and Charley, our friend Lizzie and her dog, Nutmeg, Belle decided there was no way she was being left behind.
I knew she couldn’t do the walk, but – as usual – she won the argument and away we went. Of course, she pooped out after just a short distance. So what did we do? Stuffed her in my daypack!!
Belle in a backpack
Surprisingly, she LOVED it – she snuggled right in and, without a whine or a wiggle (well, except to bring her front paws out of the pack and drape them elegantly over the edge) she traveled that way for the rest of the afternoon.
Even when we stopped for a break and I took off the pack, she choose to remain tucked inside – and promptly lay her head on the grass for a snooze.
Belle in the "Napsack".
And here’s a few other shots of this afternoon’s adventure:
Charley and Sadie take a break
Happy, tired Nutmeg!
The long road home
One last shot