a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label Bichon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bichon. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Queen of High Places

TP, Daddy's dog, always heads for high ground.
I believe it is for a better view of things.
TP is supposed to be a Bichon Frise.
She loves being outside.
Always resting beside those who are working.
Do not feel sorry for her condition.
She hunts with the pack and is the true farm dog.
We clip her matted hair and keep her free from parasites.
Her personal job is taking care of the cats.
She does it very well.
We like to think, in her, a part of Daddy is still with us.
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