He has grown up and become the great orange bird hunter and boss of the barn.
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Every time I go away and have to tie Ruger in the barn, he wears himself out. It has been good for him he has come to a greater respect for the cows, and has the freedom to bark his little heart out. When I come home he is elated to see me wagging his entire rear-end, making little half whines and begging for scratches under his chin. After the dreadful required bath and rub down he settles quietly in his kennel or at my feet and snoozes for the next couple days only rousing for food and bathroom breaks.