Lola’s new friend was a little bit … active. He just wouldn’t stop running around and playing, and he proved to be a difficult subject to take photos of.
Lola, Rocco and Pogo (okay, mostly Rocco and Pogo) played and played and played until I got tired, and decided it was time for ME to have a nap.
Pogo slowed down enough to let me take a decent photo of him…
People. Pogo is ELEVEN YEARS OLD!
All hail the seniors! Outrunning, outplaying and outlasting the whippersnappers, INDEED!