Dog Years

I heard it mentioned recently that someone had referred to spending a Dog Year in a town. In essence they were saying they did not like it there and that time dragged.
It was this description that made me reflect on how we are all captive at times to our attitudes, how sometimes time seems to fly and at other times it seems to take forever.
So if a dog year is very roughly 7 human years (to use an approximate figure), how is it relevant if at all?

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Mount Barker

May 2015 - added a photo I took this Saturday morning of the skyline around the Catholic Church on Mann Street.
June 2015 - added image 0825. Tree lined Cathness Road on edge of Mount Barker.
8th July 2015 - added immages 905 & 907. Mount Barker entrance statement on a foggy winters night.
24th February 2016 - added image (40417) of a Fidlers Lane on the edge of town.
14th July 2016 - added image (395) of a hail storm in the CBD and image (770) of Ibis's in a field on the edge of Mount Barker )near Caithness). 

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