Farm dog

For my 48th birthday my daughter bought me farmdog to soothe the upcoming void that was to be the dreaded “Empty Nest”. We even convinced ourselves as we sold Brandon on the idea that this puppy would be practical, he would live outside and guard the goats. Who were we kidding? After the first night this little beast became my constant sidekick, and since I live in the house, well I am only a little ashamed to say he does too. He is ridiculously funny, too intelligent for his own good and wholeheartedly loyal . I warn you already, he will show up in quite a few of my stories, mostly because he orchestrates  them!

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