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i remember that story 119, still makes me fight back the teary eyes
both beautiful dogs, if i were to go to a dog "store" that had all the dogs possible
i'd pick one that looked like rosco
black snout german shepherds or full bred boxers with a black snout always win me at first sight, the ones with tan eyebrows always take the pic, so animated
Me and my friend took bacci to the beach out at the sound, and had the top down on his TJ, and he asked me if i thought the mud we were abotu to stomp through would come in, and i said "Nahhh man.. go for it, we're good!" (to christen his jeep, had never wheeled it at all before) well he hit it, mud went flyin, everyones face was speckled with rotten plant peat mud, we looked back, bacci's whole snout and face was covered and she had one of those dog looks "Wha goin onnn???"
because shes so animated facially, half the time when james tells that story, he says that it was his son in the back seat lol
because for some reason thats what he remembers it as half the time, then i have to remind him that it was the dog (the favored one.. )
my friend don't let me feed his dogs scraps, occasionally he'll mix in some scraps from a brisket or something into their food,
but i like late night snacks, usually one of those square cheeze stick deals in the clear celophane package, real quite ill whisper from the kitchen or whistle real quiet and all 3 will come in and sit there and drool all over the floor while im breaking them off a little nibble
or sometimes its little pieces of a hot dog or a brat or something
don't have a kid of my own to spoil anymore, never got another dog after my black and tan coonhound got hit by a truck while hunting one night, so i get to spoil and make rotten other peoples dogs
they like me better anyway