Most of the time he just watches: the joggers, the dog-walkers, the skateboarders. The barking is reserved for the usual suspects: the mailman. the UPS guy, the meter-reader from the gas company. Every hour or two, he will lose his barking mind at a passerby, with seemingly no rhyme or reason. What is it about that particular red stroller? Why that one chocolate labrador and not that one? Why do we need protection from the handyman on a Tuesday but not a Thursday? So many questions. The number one question is, of course, who's a good boy?
I love his mind.
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It's a busy one. Mostly. xo
DeleteTeddy for the win!
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DeleteHilarious, Lisa. Especially the "number one question."
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We all know how to answer that one, right Greg? xo
DeleteI'm pretty sure Teddy knows where Jimmy Hoffa is buried.
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I think you are correct. But he'll never tell. xo
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