Ongoing stories about our rat terrier |
| There is no greater joy than watching Buddy run as if he does not have a care in the world. There are days I wish that he would slow down so that I might more easily keep up with him. When given the chance I will let him loose to run in the grass and up the street. His paws going flying over the grassy plains or in the concrete jungle of our apartment complex. Once in a while he slips out of the house, when I need to get something outside. I coax him inside, but he leads me on a merry chase. Maybe it is because he knows where he is going when I catch up to him. Run Buddy Run, your big daddy Gary is in pursuit! |