Posting something so readers don't worry. Turns out working leaves me less time for blogging. Yeager joins the rest of the family in bemoaning my employment. He started to whimper last night about 1am, as if to say, "I've been in this crate an awful lot today -- what gives?" Carey believes it was because he didn't have his soft bed in the crate, but I know better. Here are a few photos of Yeager in his element, running with the small and big dogs at the park. That's an every evening occurrence from about 630-730 if you ever want to attend. I can provide directions.
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