Monday, February 13, 2012

Winning the lottery... from a dog's perspective...

     Rags (I like to call him Ragamuffin)  is the boxer "puppy" that shares our back fence.  He is about six months old now, and the size of a small pony.  His feet say that he will get much bigger before he is full grown.

     The dog they had before him was a bull mastiff, so I'm sure they aren't in for any surprises.  Rags is an only "child" and therefore is bored much of the time he is outside.  So like all puppies, he finds ways to entertain himself.

     Like chewing up the garden hose.  Or dragging the seeder around the yard.  Or a garden trowel.  Or eating the boards left from the tool shed that was destroyed in a wind storm last year.

     This past Saturday morning I gave him some of Trooper's old toys that they don't play with anymore.

     You'd have thought he won the lottery.


1 comment:

  1. And in dog terms he had won the lottery. An easy gesture - which meant so much to the recipient.

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