I still remember that day. The day Nancy called and said “we have puppies!” I really loved visiting the farm, but when there were new puppies I could hardly wait for the week-end to come.
Knowing my secret love for cow dogs she teased me, she said they something they hadn’t had for a long time.
They had a cow dog.
We watched Mickey grow up, I put a sticky note on him him when he was only a few days old and I told him when he was done racing, he would be coming home to the gardens.
Racing just wasn’t his thing, He was clearly just a pretty boy and he grew into those giant puppy feet quite nicely.
Happy 6th birthday my sweet and handsome boy. I guess you can have rabbit for dinner.
And BTW Nancy, I really, really miss our puppy and coffee visits.