Fred's Home Page
I'm Fred and two years ago I graduated from the Battersea Dogs' Home.
Since then I've walked hundreds of miles on behalf of London's dogs.
I've jumped a zillion fallen logs, tumbled into canals, dived into
rivers, and road-tested umpteen squirrels solely so that you can have
as good a time as I did. I took
my human Mary with me on my travels - she carried the knapsack and the
sandwiches while I paw by paw, nose to the ground, sniffed out the
very best of the capital's, canine outings. I report on them in my
book, Dogs' London, which Mary thinks she wrote.
So dogs of London pick up your tennis balls, your kongs
and your favourite sticks and follow in my pawsteps along
footpaths and across parks - I've chosen the ones with the richest smells, the highest count of horse manure (for rolling in) and plenty of lovely, lovely mud.
