More doodle than labra

My normal routine resumed yesterday (i.e. work, appointments) and I had my first chiropractic appointment of the year. (Ah, there's nothing like having to bundle up and head out in the minus 20 Celsius windchill temps. So. Much. Fun.)

 

However, I was rewarded by getting to see Raye, the labradoodle of one of the front desk staff. She was about 12 weeks old (and big then) when I first met her at the latter part of November. She's a lot bigger now, all legs!

 

I'd says she's more "doodle" instead of "labra", with that curly-ish fur!

 

 

 

She was a very good girl, sat politely for the treat I gave her, courtesy of her mom. Very gentle, very sweet disposition.

And a bonus pic of 12-year old Biscuit from the weekend, down at my favourite coffee shop. She was a cutie in her orange booties!

I love that you don't have to go far in this city to get some fur therapy. :-)