Meet Phoebe the blonde bombshell, a 5 year old (I think) Golden Retriever who lives at the other end of our block. I couldn’t resist a photo of her in her very favourite place, lounging in her family’s golf buggy and we often see her out and about on front seat jaunts. She is possibly the laziest dog I’ve ever met, and often lies down in the middle of the road because she can’t be bothered to go walkies. Nevertheless she can be spotted at the top of one of our local hills at the weekends because she likes it up there. 

Phoebe is laid back and extremely friendly with humans, and one of Oscar’s best mates, to whom he feels obliged to say goodnight on his daily evening constitutional.