Blue stayed with me. I knew he would that's why I waited at the dugout, where he could get a drink and a bath.
When he shakes the water off after it reminds me of that song: "Shake your booty, shake, shake because he starts with his ears, then shoulders, then shakes his butt, and finally his tail.
And apparently rolling makes him happy too.
He's a good dog and a good worker. I really appreciate and love him. Trofass (I always thought that mean true and fast), my Danish grandfather would call him, Old Faithful.
Then Crystal who helped again today (what would we do without her?) and because she never misses a thing, when I pointed out the Shrike that lives in the yard, she noticed the little snake he had just impailed on a barb on the barbwire fence so of course we had to take a picture of it.
And I noticed her Jeremiah Watt spurs; to me it's like seeing a 2 carat diamond ring on someone's finger.
They are so pretty, but mine jingle, even though, I never wear them.
Well now I'm going to rest and cook something special for later.