the Dopt attempts to help me drag the sweet gum to the debris reducing pile as I thin the baby portion of my microforest to let the sun in and make it walkable. quite entertaining except when she mistakes my hand for a mouth pulling hold spot. ouchy. such a good dog; such a beautiful spAce. it's like being on some kind of retreat every morning and evening. I may be more attached to the land than I am already to dopty. and she already lead me to a good unexpected 15 minute cry after I found out she was already tagged (had a human counter part); so I had the vet call (it was the right thing to do. aggggh. the short of it is, I officially belong to her now. her records are in the mail to me. she is 9 months old, half lab, half border collie.
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