Beaux Bo is my buddy. He is also twelve years old and, like
me, starting to accumulate some of the deficiencies of old age. He can still
run like the wind and his smeller is still stellar but his eyesight is not what
it was a few years back. Last night BB and I went outside to potty (Beaux Bo
not me) and as we walked out the door I saw several deer run from our yard
across the road. BB was off like a flash as he charged from the house and across the road barking and growling. In
nothing flat he had caught up to and captured the mailbox. He smelled the
mailbox, looked up toward me and then
peed on the mailbox as if that was the plan all along. He's my little buddy and
a cool little dude.
Beaux Bo is my buddy. He is also twelve years old and, like
me, starting to accumulate some of the deficiencies of old age. He can still
run like the wind and his smeller is still stellar but his eyesight is not what
it was a few years back. Last night BB and I went outside to potty (Beaux Bo
not me) and as we walked out the door I saw several deer run from our yard
across the road. BB was off like a flash as he charged from the house and across the road barking and growling. In
nothing flat he had caught up to and captured the mailbox. He smelled the
mailbox, looked up toward me and then
peed on the mailbox as if that was the plan all along. He's my little buddy and
a cool little dude.
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