The Yellow Dog was, is back.
I actually got a little lovin' in this afternoon. He came to me and sat sorta blissfully as I pet and scratched him.
I fed him a half a pack of hot dogs. Only thing handy from the fridge. (If I'd given him the spinach dip I doubt he'd hang around!)
I stocked up on dog food on the way back from a great Easter Dinner at the Homestead. He's feasting under the front porch right now.
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1 comment:
So, the question is, are you adopting him, or is he adopting you?
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