icelandic sheepdog

This is me. Sniffing interesting smells, walking through nature and climbing gracefully over things.

And this is my face while my mum is raging over ticks after she removed the 6th one out of my fur. She said I have a master degree in tick-gathering.

I don’t really understand what she means. I mean…I’m just sticking my head in the long grass or jump majestically into it to catch invisible mice.

Back at home mum looked for more little friends and found 18 in total. She said that she looks forward to the winter.