Dougal Days

Just so everyone knows, Dougal is doing well and adjusting to being a Scottish Irish Terrier.  So far, we have only encountered the owner of one other Irish, but there are certainly a lot of Border and Westie Terriers around town.  We are able to take him for 3-4 walks a day, and some of them are quite long, so he is keeping in shape and settling in to his new home.  Here are some photos so that you can see what he has been encountering.

First order of business - recovering from jet lag.

One of these things is not like the other!

Official greeter at Haymarket Rail Station, and oh so happy to see his Auntie Alison.

Along the Union Canal.  Planning our next holiday, perhaps?

A close encounter with a lifesized sheep puppet.  They never really made friends, but delighted the diners sitting nearby.

"Enjoying" the frenzy of the Fringe Festival.  "Dad, can we go home now?  Please!"

Investigating an old mill stone on a walk along the Water of Leith.  He may or may not have christened it.  Not saying which.

At home, surveying his territory and ensuring that all is well, which means cat and bird free, both of which outnumber him greatly.