When we brought Alfie home from the rescue for the second time, we took him out for a walk before settling him back into the house and I stood in the window and watched the lad as he sniffed around the garden. It was very sweet, he stood at the top of the path with his nose in the air just sniffing into the breeze. He then looked up into the apple tree and jumped up the trunk a little as if trying to smell the apples. Then he stood up straight again, all the time earnestly sniffing into the air and then leapt up into the air, almost like a little leap of joy and went running around the lawn.
I like to think it was pleasure at being back :)
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