Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 05, 2018

Please share, Scooter!, But no, you never do.

Oh dear. It’s not Timmy in the well again, is it?

The fragrance of intrigue. At once familiar but strangely incongruous. Scooter is an analyst with intelligent nostrils.

Little Miss Millie High Maintenance is issuing an invitation. She is entertaining all offers.

Count down to rolling in it; 5, 4, 3,…

Checking the morning pee-mail.

Now, to go gather some facts.

Good on ya for not using a straw, Scooter.

Don’t believe what you are reading there Scooter.

Thats the tabloid side of the lawn, and you know that those are full of half baked conspiracy theories.

I call it snuffling. Stuck in one spot and really rooting in it.

That was my girl at the park yesterday. Except when we were eating her nose was to the ground going full vacuum much of the time.

curiously, that was the same spot Scooter butt-scooted across yesterday

UhOh The big bad bull mastif down the street left Scooter a very threatening scent! :oO

" Well, I’ll be darned ! " thinks Scooter. " I’m truly surprised ! I would never have guessed that…."

More dirt for “Scooter’s Scuttlebutt”…

Then come the sneezes.xD

The canine equivalent of “He said….she said.”

Maybe we’d rather not know what information Scooter uncovered? Just sayin’! :-D

A hint of an old romantic encounter