This guys giving me the sad eye right now. He keeps walking by my desk looking up at me. He's gotta go pee and it's raining out.
He's gonna' have to hold it.
When we're doing the hiking/walking/hunting thing he will jump in the nastiest, scummiest pools and ponds of crap imaginable..........but let it rain. You couldn't pull him out the door with a bulldozer.
He's a brittany. Every one mistakes him for a springer because he's large for a brit. He's eight years old.
This is what you get when your babies grow up and leave home.
Damn I miss having babies around.
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