Just wanted to let you know it was not I who chased after the corn picker this afternoon on Dog Walk. Huck took off after it like it was the beast from hell and Momma Dog and I thought he’d end up combined and in the back of a truck. We continued through the forest and up the back hill, since he couldn’t or wouldn’t hear us calling him, and by the time we were over to the line fence, he had caught up with us. Now we are chewing on our chewbones as Momma Dog and VOG watch the Neb/Kansas State football game.
Nemo (the good dog)