Monday, October 18, 2010
Here he is at his master's feet after a rousing game of fetch the giant stick, followed by frisbee catch. Today my husband told me this story: George had fallen asleep in the grass under the warm sun after a big walk. My husband watched as eventually, squirrels were coming closer and closer to him. One got as close as three feet away, when George startled. He saw the squirrel near him and jumped up, chasing him into a tree which he stared at for quite awhile and eventually fell back to sleep.
That's about as exciting as it gets around these parts, folks. And I like it that way.