We’ve been pretty lucky with the weather so far in Bali. Considering it’s rainy season, we’ve only really had a few downpours. Although the storms, have been something else! The lightening lights up the whole room and the thunder is like an explosion right above us! Its pretty scary being in the middle of it but to experience a tropical storm is unforgettable 🤙🏼 •
Such a sweetly perfumed picture, all glowing water and floof 💫💦. But can I tell you about a conversation me and Danielle just had on the dog walk ? It was dark but we could see Jeanie with her light up collar having an ecstatic roll. Now this obviously suggested we’re about to have an evening spent with a less than fragrant hound ! We put the torch on the phone to have a look for the offending roll matter - shit or death ? We actually couldn’t find the filth so who knows what I’ll be sleeping with tonight 😬?! It got us talking about dog perfume. Now there’s obviously fox poo, a brave fragrance for a night on the town. Then there’s death, often a ripe and frothy rat, perfect for a hedonistic summer rave. Memory of death is forever attractive to your discerning dog. It’s the recent grave of some sadly expired rodent. Not quite as pungent and more forgivable to the human nose. It’s a perfume suited to autumnal day wear. Care to add to the list ? What is your dogs fragrance of choice ? 👃 🌸 🐀 .
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