Sunday, March 9, 2014
While we do technically live on the Western commuter belt of London, the dogs had never been into London proper. It was time to change that! We took the train into Regent's Park for a picnic lunch.
They weren't the only dogs on board today. Or even in our train car.
At last the dogs could be called Londoners:
Regent's Park is always lovely and our picnic was just right.
Flower sniffing was in order.
As was bird feeding.
Some very worn out dogs made the journey home...
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