My mother brought over a basket of homegrown treats from her garden. She set it on the floor and within seconds Gravy had retrieved the largest zucchini and retreated to his bed with his prize.
Rather than discipline him, of course I ran for the camera. I only wish I had gotten a picture of him carrying it, because there is really nothing funnier than a greyhound with a three pound squash in his jaws.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
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