Another post from my parents about one of our family dogs, Skye. I always tell people he is possibly one of the dumbest dogs I've ever know. I once saw him poop uphill...so all his business rolled back to him.
Each time we hike the brook, Skye likes to help with storm clearance.
He works away on various dead falls and then chooses a favourite to bring home.
This involves maneuvering through some tight spots and then waiting patiently for the slow pokes.
He usually needs some help at the gate but then he is triumphantly home. He generally has a collection going on the lawn which, sadly for him, disappears each mowing day!
Thanks as always to my parents for their great contributions (And Skye as well I suppose!).
No comments:
Post a Comment