Thursday, March 24, 2011
Dogs of Dirtville (#1)
Frequently, strange dogs pass through our yard. Most don't stop to visit because Stumpy fools them with her bluster and charge. This guy wasn't phased, in the least. He stopped to say hello with his buddy. They're new neighbors and live down the street. Unlike most, they seem well fed. They escape their fenced enclosure every once in awhile.
His buddy took off as soon as I came out, and this guy followed right along. Five minutes later their owners drove up the street in pursuit and returned, a few minutes later, with the dogs in the cab of the truck.
I know Stumpy wishes they would have stayed to play. I'm happy these two have a family that loves them. But if we could get one of those skinny ferals to hang out, I wouldn't be sad.