When I was a kid there was such a thing as “no take backs!” Think you had to call it first though, or it didn’t count!
They better not sneak him in my coop while I am gone either!!

He was one of those dogs that you wish you could clone. He was wonderful.
I missed you all too. Now that it gets dark earlier hopefully I'll have more free time in the evening.


Speaking of dogs....my pit bull, Bucco, did something hilarious last night.
He is a notorious counter surfer, and he is huge. Lately, he has been grabbing things off the kitchen island with his big mitts.
Last night, he was roaming around and then jumped on the couch next to me. I heard him licking/eating something. So I went "Bucco, what do you have?" and stuck my hand in his mouth.
He gave me a goofy look, cocked his head, and spit out this large, dog-spit-covered egg--completely intact--into my hand. Somehow, he got up on the kitchen island, put that egg in his mouth, and ever-so-gently carried it into the living room, and hopped on the couch without even so much as cracking it.
I died laughing!Then I took the egg in the kitchen where he followed me, told him he was a very good dog, and cooked it up for him, while he sat there, tail wagging.
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This is my good dog Bucco, when he was a baby. I also call him Cletus. He's my love.![]()
OH MY GOODNESS!
Mine would never have given it back.

Well not until the next day anyway.

By the way.... I love his big ole mooshie face.
Give him some grandma cheek mooshes for me.
