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Travels With Toby: Boys Just Wanna Have Fun!

Toby Needs His Time in the Sun

We’re going to leave Maggie at home for this walk. I hope you don’t mind, but my boy Toby is chomping at his bit, so we’re just going to take him today. You know where you can find us. Just look for the end of the pavement and the beginning of the wonder. We’ll be there waiting for you.

Waiting not so patiently

Waiting not so patiently

A Fifteen-Month Old Boy

Toby is unbridled exploration. He is seventy-pounds of muscular, mischievous curiosity. He is a joy!

It’s hard to be in a bad mood around Toby. What’s the song – “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” – well Toby is all boy and he wants to have nonstop fun during the day. There are claw marks on the dresser where the dog toys are kept, a forever sign of Toby wanting to play like there’s no tomorrow. There are broken whatevers strewn around the yard, whatnots which did not survive his shaking and rattling and chewing and tossing.

A walk with Toby is not so much a casual stroll as it is the canine equivalent of a pinball machine, bouncing off flippers, lights and bells flashing and ringing, points accumulated, and glee achieved. He is exhausting and exhilarating, maddening and hilarious, and I love him every bit as much as I love my casual girl, Maggie.

A Reminder for Us All

Remember back, long ago, the carefree way we all approached life, the absolute refusal to be careful when we were young, the absolute conviction that we would live forever?

Of course, we got hurt! I came home one day with blood streaming down my arm, muscle and bone showing. I had climbed up on an old abandoned car in the woods, the roof caved in on me, and I raked my inner arm over the rusted metal. Scared the hell out of my mother. My dad just wrapped a towel around it, drove me to the E.R., and told me to be more careful next time.

Be more careful – not “don’t do it,” or “what the hell were you thinking?” Just be more careful, Billy, because you’re a boy and boys do shit that’s hard to explain to any sane person, end of story, thanks for dropping by and listening.

I have a son. He’s thirty-four now, but I still remember the phone call from his friend, “come and pick up Tyler, we think he broke his wrist,” and sure as hell he had, during a – wait for it – during a pillow fight!

Boys just being boys!

And that’s Toby, all boy that dog, my neck sore now for a solid week because Toby exploded into the brush chasing a rabbit, my arm attached to the other end of his leash, yanking me in ways my body doesn’t like to be yanked, thank you very much, it’s all physics and kinetic energy, some formula I once knew, now gone from my memory, but it would perfectly describe Toby during his more energetic times.


Hell of a Ballplayer

Toby is great at catching balls. Toss them up over his head and nine-out-of-ten will end up nestled in his mouth. Throw it against a wall and he’ll snatch it on the first bounce. His timing and coordination are impressive. Hell, I played with guys in school that couldn’t field as well as Toby, and that ain’t no joke. Our nighttime ritual involves me tossing balls down the hall, Toby chasing after them, bringing them back to me, over and over again, while Bev and Maggie watch on, Bev applauding, Maggie bored with the antics of her younger brother, just one big contented family. And if I don’t feel like playing, Toby will literally toss the ball into the air and catch it with a “who needs a human” attitude, and it’s infectious and of course I join in eventually, as he knows I will.

I didn’t have a sibling to grow up with, not in any practical sense. My sister was eleven years older than me, married and gone by eighteen, so I live vicariously by watching Toby and Maggie, just as I did back in the day when I would visit friends who had large families. I envied them then. It seemed like one big fun-packed trip through life, having a sibling, and I felt cheated, you know? And watching Maggie and Toby play, in the evenings, reminds me again how much I felt I missed when I was younger, and I sigh, toss an apple up in the air, and watch Toby go vertical and the sweet juice explodes as his jaws close on it.

He is seriously good at catching!

Further on We March

We pass the home with the lovely Japanese willows, on to Mission Creek Reserve, native plants surround us, the sun filtered through the canopy, cooler here, quieter here, as though nature has declared this place to be safe from noise and heat, several joggers stave off advancing age, smile at us, Toby wags his tail, watches them pass, looks at me for confirmation, affirmation, and always love, slivers of sunshine tickling his coat, my boy showing no signs of tiring, and I envy him his tireless spirit.

Toby really is the sweetest dog I’ve been around. We should have named him Lover Boy because he is unfiltered love. He wants affection. He loves to be hugged. He will rest his head on my knee and look at me while I watch television, or lay across my foot while I read. Physical touch is important to him, that connection, you know, that only touch can give us. My dad was like that, a hard man but a toucher, a man with a temper but also a need to hug others. My mother, not as complicated, she was Love personified, always touching, rarely angry.

Toby, no anger, no temper, no mean aggression – only love – and that ain’t a bad way to go through life, you know?

Look at how good he's being

Look at how good he's being

An Aussie

Walking a bit further along we come across a bald-headed man walking his dog, five-eight, stocky, a winning smile. I say good morning, he replies, and his accent gives him away immediately, an Australian-transplant among us, Pete his name, been in the U.S. now for ten years, hard to tell from that distinct dialect.

“So what do you think of the U.S.?” I ask Pete, and he rubs his chin a second or two, bends down and pats Toby on the head.

“When you get down to it, Bill, I don’t see much difference between the Americans and Aussies. They’re all people, you know, all with families and concerns and triumphs. There are some trouble-makers, there’s some kind folks, and some as mean as a cattle dog during a drought. Fiercely independent, many of them, some free-loaders, most not trusting the government. No, I don’t see much difference. We humans just aren’t that different, no matter where we hang our hat.”

I wish Pete well and move on, Toby looking back, wagging his tail, then distracted with an overhead squirrel. I think on that encounter a bit. Not much difference, Pete said, and I guess his perspective carries some weight. I’ve never traveled abroad, so I don’t have much background to work with, but it’s as I’ve always suspected, according to Pete. You can take the ideologies and religions and political theories, and you can toss them into a pot, add broth, some spices, maybe a secret ingredient or two, but when the cooking is done and the meal is being set, it’s still just going to be a melting pot of humanity we all have tasted our entire lives. Like Toby and Maggie, I guess, Northwest Farm Terriers but still just dogs, you know?

And that thought makes me smile wide!

The End of Today’s Wonders

We take a right onto Fir Street N.E. and walk the half-block to our home, the berries growing nicely in the front yard, the newly-painted front porch sparkling white and welcoming. Toby quickens his pace because home means Maggie and treats and toys and, above all, home-cooked love.

It’s a good life, no matter the current circumstances, and I’m reminded of that fact every time I step off of the cement and walk where the wonders begin.

Thanks so much for joining us today. We would love to have you do so again sometime real soon. And Maggie, of course, sends her love, and promises to join us next time.


H.O.W. (Humanity One World)

“Helping humans to spread their wings and fly.”


Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 15, 2020:

I'm serious by nature, Chris. I have a resting bitch face, as a friend calls it. Hell of a way to go through life, buddy. Happy fishing!

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 15, 2020:

My pleasure, Shannon. Truth be told, I hate that song. lol

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 15, 2020:

I have lived a life of privilege, Dora, of that there is no doubt, and I am very, very grateful.

Chris Mills from Traverse City, MI on July 15, 2020:

If we all lived life like Toby, it would be a happy world. I used to be laid back and carefree. The older I get, the more serious I become. Unless I'm out in my boat fishing. Then I seem to be able to let things go. Here's to more fishing.

Shannon Henry from Texas on July 14, 2020:

I just wanted to stop by and say thanks a lot. Every time this hub shows up in the notification emails I start humming the damn song in my mind. This time I pulled the video up on YouTube and gave my son a good laugh.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on July 14, 2020:

Bill, how privileged you are to have different pets which fill different needs. Seriously though, they are the more privileged to have you. Thanks for sharing your fun walks.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 14, 2020:

You make me laugh, Heidi. I think you have a potty mouth like I do, right? Toby is adorable. He's also a pain in the ass, but it's almost impossible to get mad at him, you know?

Heidi Thorne from Chicago Area on July 13, 2020:

OMG! Toby is so adorable! Okay, I think all dogs are cute. But he's way cute.

Our cattle dog girl at almost 11 does the same thing with throwing the ball in the air to entertain herself. Only one of our dogs who's done that. It's quite amusing. But we gathered that she was an only dog child, and her "pawrents" were aging. So she probably had to entertain herself.

Though our current girl is one of the more affectionate females we've had, my boys have, like Toby, been the lover boys. I think it's because girls are b____. You know.

If we could all remember we're kindred creatures, I agree we'd all get along a whole lot better.

Thanks for taking us with!

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 12, 2020:

Thank you Riffat! Toby is wagging his tail as I read your comment.

Riffat Junaid from Pakistan on July 11, 2020:

Hi Bill it's nice to read about your walk with Toby and Toby is so cute.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 11, 2020:

I like your outlook on life, Li-Jen! Let's all try for more positive thoughts in our daily lives.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 11, 2020:

Thanks Alyssa! You are always welcome to join us. We'll just scootch over a bit and make room for you.

Have a great weekend, and don't get into any mischief you can't get out of. lol

Li-Jen Hew on July 11, 2020:

Hi Bill. It's amazing to have a strong friendship with your dogs. It's a good thing to keep being positive about humanity. It's something we hope for but it takes a someone brave like you to keep believing in humanity. The more often we are hopeful, the world will become a better place hopefully. Thanks for sharing!

Alyssa from Ohio on July 10, 2020:

What a fun, rambunctious time you boys had! haha! It seems to me that we all could learn a thing or two from your handsome Toby. Thank you for sharing this walk with us, Bill! Have a wonderful weekend!

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 10, 2020:

Thank you Rajan! I enjoy our friendship and appreciate you greatly.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 10, 2020:

It does for sure, Devika! Pets have that hold on us for sure.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 10, 2020:

So glad you enjoyed the visit, Peg! Have a wonderful weekend. Stay cool and stay safe.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 10, 2020:

That is wonderful, Mary! I love the connection between man and dog. It's magical! Thank you for being here and sharing that.

Rajan Singh Jolly from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar, INDIA. on July 10, 2020:

Boys will be boys, human or canine does not make a difference. So it goes for us, humans. Inside, all the same, the very same merits, and demerits, no matter which part of the globe we reside in. I entirely agree.

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on July 10, 2020:

HI Bill I enjoy reading your interesting stories about your pets. It is an experience that would have an hold on you for long time.

Peg Cole from North Dallas, Texas on July 09, 2020:

You've really captured the essence of fur sons in this one, Bill. I love the comparison of his antics to a pinball machine. How true that is! And the "Who needs a human?" play is always impressive. Love the photo from the front porch. It says, come and sit awhile. And the music was divine.

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on July 09, 2020:

I love your new mission quote. You do exactly that to many of us. Last weekend, our grandson brought his dog for the first time in the cottage. Just a puppy now, but I think has similarities with Toby, plopping just beside your feet to feel a human.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Nell, they either keep us young, or kill us off early. I'm not sure which. lol

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Aww, Louise, I can understand your grief. I wish you could have another dog. Dog lovers should have dogs. There is nothing like that bond, the kind you had with Lady. Sending you hugs, my friend.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

I do a lot of time-travel lately, Zulma. Blame it on old age and be done with it. :) As for the pillow fight, he was diving over a couch and landed wrong. At the time he was six foot and two-hundred pounds. Kids that size shouldn't dive over anything.

Have a superb evening, my friend.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

I don't know, Bill, but for sure with Toby! He's just a big goofball.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Oh Meg, I'll be laughing the rest of the day about that grinding machine! Somehow I understand, which should worry me greatly. lol

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Oh those damns claws, Becky! You betcha, I'm always dabbing at blood on my arm from his claws. I look like I've been in a war after a brisk day of play with Toby.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Isn't it great, Linda? You can be too tired to play, and the dog will just play without you. Fantastic!

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

No gun yet, Manatita. I'm hoping Bev forgets about it. lol

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Life does keep us busy, Susan, so thanks for finding the time. I have to go control the garden either today or tomorrow, but the porch work is also calling. Not enough hours in a day, that's for sure.

Have a fantastic day in the garden, my friend.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Thanks again, Ann! I could walk you around our house and point out quite a few Toby attacks. lol


Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Thanks for joining us, Denise. Your poor little dog. I would just want to hug her and give her constant reassurance.

Blessings always


Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Actually, Pamela, I painted the old one, and then decided to expand it, so now I have to repaint it. Hey, I never claimed to be smart.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

I'm howling, Shannon! That is too funny! Toby head bumps us when he wants to play, and his head bumps are strong enough to push us a couple feet forward. Thank God that dog loves me.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Strange days indeed, Sean! Thank you sir! You stay safe as well, and I'll see you later where the pavement ends and the wonders begin.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

I love that story, Peggy! I can just imagine your dad, continually fixing the hose, with a smile on his face. Great memory!

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Thanks Ruby! I'm glad you were able to go out and have some fish. Maybe we'll all come out of this safe and sound sooner rather than later.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 09, 2020:

Thank you James! It pleases me that you enjoy these walks. Thanks for joining us.

Nell Rose from England on July 09, 2020:

Hi Bill, I love your dog tales, or should I say, tails? lol! We had a dog rather like that too. Not a pinball machine, more like a sledge and mush! I have never run so fast as I did taking Sheba out! lol!

Louise Elcross from Preston on July 09, 2020:

I enjoyed this Bill and I laughed at the thought of a gentle stroll with Toby being more like 'equivalent of a pinball machine'. It is obvious you love your dogs very much and have a special bond. I lost my Lady, a border collie, a few years ago and grieved for years. I missed our lovely walks in the woods and the bond I knew we had. Losing her was like losing my best friend. She only had 3 legs but she could move quick enough if she saw something interesting to chase. She was my constant companion for 17 years and I missed her. Now I take my neighbours dogs for a walk in the evening. Fortunately he is not for running off in the bushes because I would not be able to keep up. I enjoyed your walk today so thanks for writing.

Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon from United Kingdom on July 09, 2020:

Bill, I'm convinced you enter a timeslip when you go on your walks. You're instantly transported to a simpler time and place where nature and dogs run free. It makes me long for a dog of my own but I don't think I have the strength to handle one. My favourite breed, a Newfoundland, is about 100lb of love and fun. No way could I handle a dog that big no matter how well trained.

I've known a few Australians and I found them delightful. Big personalities who knew how to enjoy life. My kind of people.

How exactly did your son break his wrist during a pillow fight? Were they filled with rocks instead of feathers? Wouldn't surprise me. lol

Thanks for the walk. I'll catch you later.

Bill De Giulio from Massachusetts on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds like quite the character. I’ve always felt that it takes boys longer to grow up and mature. Witnessing our kids growing up years ago certainly confirmed this. Boys will be boys. Wonder if this also applies to dogs?

RoadMonkey on July 08, 2020:

And some boys just don't grow up at all. My sons had a friend whose dad never grew up. The stories he told of what he got up to as a lad! We got a phone call one day to pick up number 2 son, who had broken his arm helping them to drain their duckpond. And then there was the time the friend's dad tried to file my son's nails using a spinning grinding machine! Lucky he didn't take his finger off!

Becky Katz from Hereford, AZ on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds very much like my son's dog. 65 pounds of Climbing Walker Treehound. He climbs trees, ladders and anything else put in front of him. He bounces through my yard like Tigger, trying to keep track of the bunnies in my yard. He shines with exuberance and love. He comes over to my chair and climbs into my lap for loves and hugs. He is finally getting to the point that he doesn't make me bleed every time he comes near. He has terribly sharp claws and he will reach out to pull your hand closer with them. We have filed them, trying to dull them and it doesn't work real well. We adore the big boy though. He is 8 years old now, and doesn't act like he is slowing at all. Some don't.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds like a very interesting character. I once had a dog that used to throw balls and then catch them herself. Like Toby, she was fun to watch.

manatita44 from london on July 08, 2020:

Missed Maggie.

I seem to remember that Toby was the wild one, no? Now he is all lovely and playful and a bit mischievous, but not much.

Yes, Bro. We humans are surprisingly all alike and you can chuck in the Chinese, Japanese, Fijians and Tongans and so forth. Our God-given yearnings are remarkably similar. You got that gun yet? (Chuckle) Stay safe.

Susan Zutautas from Ontario, Canada on July 08, 2020:

Enjoyed the walk, Bill. Hope that Maggie was okay at home. I remember when I would take my Maggie for a walk just her and I, Bruce would be going crazy at home whining until we returned. The same happened when I'd take Bruce.

Isn't it wonderful to get out and talk to other dog lovers. When I lived in the states I always felt like it was the same as being in Canada.

Sorry I've not been around much lately. Life has just been so busy with taking care of the garden, walking the dog, and doing my usual stuff. The garden takes up quite a bit of time as I'm sure you know.

Take care and until next time, have a great day!

Ann Carr from SW England on July 08, 2020:

Yes, all well, thanks. Just want some warmth after the rain and wind!

Hope Toby doesn't bring the house down!


Denise McGill from Fresno CA on July 08, 2020:

Such a good conversation with Pete. I think that just about says it. My little dog is so cowardly she runs back for the house if she sees another animal or person anywhere near. Thanks for the pleasant fear-free walk.



Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on July 08, 2020:

It is very enjoyable to walk with Toby as he doesn't miss a trick. I must say I agree with Pete's general outlook on life. This truly was a nice walk, Bill.

Since you mentioned the newly painted front porch, I assue you finished expanding in very quickly. Good for you!

Shannon Henry from Texas on July 08, 2020:

Thanks for the walk! It's been way too hot for me to want to walk lately. I could use the exercise, though.

You must be a dog whisperer. I should send you Daisy's adopted sibling, Sam, and see if you can tame him. Talk about all muscle and unbridled energy! He knows words like "stay" but that doesn't stop him from bolting out the door anyway just as soon as I dare take my eyes off of him. He's a real pain in the ass. He'll even push us out of bed just so that he can lay in it on his back with his feet straight up in the air, stiff like roadkill.

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on July 08, 2020:

Isn't it a great thing, my brother, Bill, how many significant lessons can someone learn just by watching a day of an innocent creature like Toby? Lessons about the way we have to use this great gift we call "every day"! It is a "crime" to be in a bad mood when you are around any Toby of this beautiful world! Thank you for the fresh and rejuvenating air your writings emit! So, be more careful these strange days...

Stay in the safety of Love!


Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

Thanks Sha! Toby is more gregarious with people, which means I have to converse more with them, so you are spot on with your observation.

Weekends are for the whole family to walk together. I'll write about it next time.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

You just keep thinking that, Linda. It might add a decade to your life. :) Sending hugs your way.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on July 08, 2020:

Thanks for sharing your walk with Toby with us today. Toby sounds like Baron, a German Shepherd my parents once had. He would play endlessly chasing after balls or sticks and wish to play almost infinitely.

Baron was full of life, and also mischief. If people quit playing with him when he wanted to continue, he would go and shake up the garden hose, often puncturing it, making it into what would become a soaker hose of sorts. If the holes were towards the end of the hose, my dad would cut it and reattach the end. Of course, it would continually get shorter and shorter over time. My parents put up with that mischief because, in every other way, he was such a sweetheart and brought smiles to their faces.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

You are right, William. It's a male bonding thing. Not to worry; Maggie shall return.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

LIsha, we were quite pleased that you joined us. You are always welcome.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

Eric, can you imagine Gabriel and Toby together? My God what a magical encounter that would be.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

I'm not sure when the chill will happen with Toby, Flourish. I'm going to miss his exuberance when it does happen.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

You nailed it, Ann! We should rename Toby Tigger since he's so bouncy. He is a joy but my God that dog can make a mess of the house. lol

I hope you are well. Thanks so much for joining us on this walk. One thing about our weather - it's good walking weather.


Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on July 08, 2020:

I guess we are the same all over the world. We don't have to live in a mansion. We just want happiness, food and a roof over our head's. As we age we realize that we are not going to live forever, so make every day count. I enjoyed our walk with Toby, although I missed Maggie. Have a great week of writing. Oh BTW one restaurant has opened up here, the booths have been moved 6 Ft. apart and only one stool at the counter. The fish was delicious. See ya the next time you take us on a fun adventure with the boys.

James C Moore from Joliet, IL on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds like a dog I used to know. Always up for play. He was a puppy at 12 months old and 12 years old. I look forward to your walks.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on July 08, 2020:

Bill, I've enjoyed getting to know Toby on this walk. You speak of him as a very proud papa. Is it Toby's demeanor that leads you to have conversation with others in your neighborhood who are seeking wonder? It seems when you and Maggie go on your walks, the humans exchange howdy-doos and that's about it.

I found Pete's assessment of America as compared to Australia quite interesting. I'm not sure if it's comforting to know that life is pretty much the same, or disturbing!

Anyway, I loved this walk with you and Toby. Maybe soon you and Bev can walk both dogs together so we can interact with the entire family.

Linda Lum from Washington State, USA on July 08, 2020:

Bill, I love these walks. Toby makes us feel young again, doesn't he (or perhaps it's just me. I don't think you've aged a bit).

William Kovacic from Pleasant Gap, PA on July 08, 2020:

I love taking walks with you guys, although I must say, I missed Maggie this week. I guess it's kind of like father and son time. Am I right, Bill?.

Lisha C on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds like such a sweet and playful dog with not a care in the world; he looks adorable, too. Makes me wish I had a dog. It was lovely to share this walk with you and Toby!

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on July 08, 2020:

What a treasure you two are. I read these with knowing Toby and Gabriel are about the same.

Life is possibly best on a walk.

FlourishAnyway from USA on July 08, 2020:

Toby should be a real chill dog now that he’s fixed. He sounds like a wonderful companion.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

Thanks John! As soon as Pete started to speak, I thought of you. Proof that you are a friend of mine from thousands of miles away.

Bill Holland (author) from Olympia, WA on July 08, 2020:

Thank you Rosina! Toby and I enjoyed your company very much.

Ann Carr from SW England on July 08, 2020:

Toby sounds delightful! Some dogs just don't know anything else but play and love do they? I had two rescued cross labrador/collies, sisters. One was timid but kind and loyal. The other one was bouncy. She bounced up to me when we went to choose them and she didn't stop bouncing for the rest of her life. She actually grinned when she was so happy or excited that she didn't know what to do with herself!

Total trust and love - why can't people be like that?

I enjoyed today's walk, thanks for taking me with you and Toby.


John Hansen from Gondwana Land on July 08, 2020:

I enjoyed the walk with Toby today, Bill. It was god to meet another Aussie, Pete. I have to agree with him that, basically, people are the same and have similar wants and needs no matter where they are. Good and bad among all races. Looking forward to Maggie joining us on next walk too.

Rosina S Khan on July 08, 2020:

It was nice taking a walk with Toby. It's good that he just wants fun and fun like a boy. Hopefully, we will take a walk again in the future but today's one was marvellous.

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