When Mr. P. mowed the front yard (calling it a lawn would be torturing the truth) last week for the first time this season, he discovered that Blackie's habitual path to and from the house had worn a track across the yard.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Makin' tracks for home
Blackie is the senior Outdoor Dog now. While she's grateful to live here in the lap of canine luxury, she's still very much a neighborhood dog, long used to roaming wide while socializing, sniffing, accompanying our neighbor to church 3 times a week, and begging for treats wherever she goes. How anyone could look at her chunky body and believe she's starving is beyond me.
When Mr. P. mowed the front yard (calling it a lawn would be torturing the truth) last week for the first time this season, he discovered that Blackie's habitual path to and from the house had worn a track across the yard.
When Mr. P. mowed the front yard (calling it a lawn would be torturing the truth) last week for the first time this season, he discovered that Blackie's habitual path to and from the house had worn a track across the yard.
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