Old English Sheepdog

I showed up late to the sheepdog introduction last Thursday. RL and all. I didn’t get a chance to take a whole lot of pictures, because soon after my arrival, everyone started leaving.

After Rico went home, these two started howling at the door. “Hey, the party’s over… can we come in now? Pleeease?”

Eventually, they gave up and went home with me. I named them Fry and Laurie. And I’m not even English.

Soon after we got there, I was reminded again how great it must be to be a dog. Even a digital one. Laurie, only a few minutes after putting her out, showed me how important it is to always take time to stop and smell the flowers.

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