OH WAIT...
I mean a cow in my yard.
Too bad I try to be an honest person otherwise, Brad and I would be having some fat juicy steaks tonight :) (I haven't had a chance to shoot his 300 Win Mag yet, I'm pretty sure that's a shot I could make.)
P.S. Why do stray animals like my yard? This guy showed up last night and won't go away.
He thinks he is our guard dog and sits on the porch and barks at the cows. (Which may come in handy if they keep getting in our yard.) He's cute and Camille loves watching him out the window but we're not keeping him. If I knew where he came from or that he didn't have any diseases I'd let Millie play with him but for now it's a relationship through the glass.
Friday, May 1, 2009
THERE'S A SNAKE IN MY BOOT....
Posted by Karen at 10:21 AM
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Oh come on. Let her keep the dog....look at him peering in through the window. It's love!
I'm an advocate of dog love, too. Get him some shots and a bath and tell Brad it was clearly meant to be. And those cute animals, just like everyone else, are attracted to your home because of the sweet family and loving spirit that abide there.
I vote for keeping the dog too! All of our dogs growing up would just "show up" like that and they were the most amazing pets! C'mon! I'm going to beg for Millie since she probably doesn't know how to do that yet, on her own:) When we lived by you we ALWAYS had the cows in our yard. There were numerous times that Rob would threated with the shotgun, but he never followed through:)!
That's prity funny! Grant would want to keep him and Emma would hide in her room.
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