I went out and gave the dogs some bones from T-bones steaks earlier. It was so calm out and the night was as a dark, velvety veil. In the distance lightning lite up the horizons and the rumbling of far off thunder sounded. Beautiful night. The kind of night that God comes close.
Beamer eagerly snapped up his bone. Sammy sniffed at her's, then backed up and looked at me to see if there was another choice! Finally she gently took it and dropped it and then looked at me again. As I went inside and closed the door she took off with the bone, apparently satisfied I am not bringing her something else.
Life is good.
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She was probably waiting for a bone that wasn't quite so "used" he he
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