I Was Framed
- 6 days ago
- 1 min read
I spend a lot of time in my yard. Ozzie loves it too. He's gotten quite good and chasing the "Fredites" from the feeders up the trees. They hear the battle cry "Ozzie get them!" and they are on their way, launching from feeders, to the pond, then up the pecan tree and safety.
After he's circled the tree a couple dozen times barking, he stops and rolls in something smelly before attempting to escape the fence. Heaven forbid I leave him for the front yard. He is a true velcro dog.
When he gets into stuff or tries to escape, he goes directly to jail. No passing GO just the dreaded watching from the screen door. He HATES jail!
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