Friday, August 9, 2013


A gal has to leave the farm sometimes. 

To get to farmers markets or just for errands. 

Now when that happens, Chaz stands and waits. And whines. And barks. In hopes that I'll answer or come back or take him along. 

He was staring at the door yesterday. I left through this door, came back via the back door. Confusing for a dog it seems. 

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