I mentioned a few posts back about a meal disaster that not even the farm dog would eat.
This is the farm dog.
Charlie.
Or as I like to call him, Charlie B. Barkin
(name that movie)
He's a good dog.
He loves to rub his rough, wet nose up against you and nudge you until you pet him.
I came home the other day and as I got to the curve in the driveway, which runs parallel to our garage, I noticed Charlie laying in the yard. Head on the gravel road. The dog didn't budge one inch as I drove by.
I came out of the garage with my camera and snuck up on him....
I'd be lying if I didn't check to make sure he was still breathing. He's an older dog, and he wasn't moving.
Then I noticed he was running in his sleep and whimpering.
Chasing rabbits?
Birds?
Barn cats?
As I got up to him, he opened one, groggy eye and looked my way....
Well, hi there Charlie B. Barkin!
How was your nap....
That good huh?
No. I won't be bringing you any of that left over pasta dish ever again.
But I'm sure if you asked the Big Guy there may be a pork chop in your future.
I love that dog.
5 comments:
I like old dogs. He reminds me of our 13 year old Golden.
What a cutie!
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What a cutie pie!!!
I have to say, I woulda freaked out a bit with the 'no moving' thing.. I woulda SCREAMED until I saw movement... :)
Trust me.....I would have yelled...but he's deaf. ha! :)
He's GREAT! Wow! I wasn't expecting him to be so cute. Then again, I don't know what I was expecting. Hi Charlie!
You need to do before and after pictures if he gets his annual summer trim.
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