Here's dad and me after our ride. I look pretty dumb. I can't remember what dad was doing to me, but it made me poke my tongue out.
Here I am looking more respectable drinking my water. My new scooter is second-hand, and dad says it used to be owned by a pack of dalmatians. They're too busy milking cows (black and white spotted ones, I bet, hee hee) to play with their scooter any more, so it's mine now. It needs to be re-painted, so I have to decide which colour goes best with my lovely coat!