He is top dog, right? The cutest little pointer around, right? Whatever he wants to believe.
Saturday's work day started at dawn so we didn't have time for our Boonies run... and that means the Demon Dog will have waaaay too much pent up energy the rest of the day. Unless, as farm manager, you can multitask and work in the lake and give him a vigorous hour of swimming.
Brilliant. The fire department was here testing the dry hydrant and once again the pipe was not working. Took an hour to resolve. All the while, Loch Ness circled around us.
He is a great swimmer, he starts to splash like a moron only to get attention and to catch his own splash. The fireman's wife concurs with my mother: "he is special".
