This week's dog doesn't have a name, well, I don't know her name. I spotted her at the petrol station as we were filling up for our six hour journey home after the long weekend. The rain was absolutely pounding down, and this poor, sad, soggy girl was tied into the back of her owner's ute. They were nice enough to leave the ute parked under shelter whilst they sat inside enjoying their warm cups of coffee. No doubts that this gorgeous girl is a loyal, working dog, as we were in the midst of East Gippsland's coastal farming land. I just had to snap a photo of her sorry looking face before we took off.
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