The Household Canine on guard. Yesterday was a beautiful late autumn/early winter day. Sunshiny and crisp, Max loved it, and kept begging to go outside. Here he is, looking for something to bark at. I think he felt that he hadn't met his 'barking quota' yet, so he wanted to catch up!
The musings and meandering thoughts of a crotchety old man as he observes life in the world and in a small, rural town in South East Nebraska. My Pledge-Nulla dies sine linea-Not a day with out a line.
16 December 2017
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Get those barks in there Max! Do your duty! He must be a smart dog, he looks border-collieish. I haven't had a dog in a few years. I miss it.
ReplyDeleteBorder collie/boxer mix, Kathleen. I hadn't had a dog for several years either, until my Cuter and Shorter half and I got back together. He's generally fun to have around, but he can be a pest at times.
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