Gander and the Coon
While I was bleerily making my coffee this morning, Gander got himself all excited. He was up on the dog run looking out at the creek as if someone was out there. Took me awhile but I did figure out who "someone" was. Can you see "someone" visiting Gander?
Here's the sweet thing. Gander is totally entranced and mesmerized by his visitor but he kept checking the house to see if I was there. Once he saw me, he got all protective and barked in this very deep, throaty bark. My Protector -- he is saving me from the stupid baby raccoon.
And, Rosie, old girl that she is, slept through the whole thing.
Here's the sweet thing. Gander is totally entranced and mesmerized by his visitor but he kept checking the house to see if I was there. Once he saw me, he got all protective and barked in this very deep, throaty bark. My Protector -- he is saving me from the stupid baby raccoon.
And, Rosie, old girl that she is, slept through the whole thing.
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