It's the day of the week where you put up for reading me the other six days. I'm good with that.
Shep at Canine Meadows.
We finally had a dog park day where he didn't act like an asshole to some other dogs. He played with Henry (foreground) and Bernice (background) quite well, along with some other dogs. Phew.
Shep in our front grove. I take him there for peeing, but he knows there are moles and chipmunks who hide in there. Sometimes it takes a while to do his business, due to the rodent potential.
Shep on Sophie's chair. Living in quasi-harmony.
Sophie in Shep's chair, that was once Sophie's chair.
He is not always happy about her residing there, but she holds her ground. Good for Soph.
That is it for this week.
Song by: Moby