I bet you'd like a snack!
Drake used to be Dad's dog. When I came to Dad's ranch, Sadie (a sweet black lab) and Drake already lived here. They were *very* well fed and Drake was *very* large (the pictures don't really show his size).
Michael tells the story of coming into the kitchen, beckoned there by wonderful cooking smells:
Michael: What do you have cooking, Dad?
Dad: chicken and rice
Michael: dinner sure smells good
Dad: that's not dinner... that's for my pups!
Well, the story went something like that... the pups were well loved and well fed!
During the fourth of July weekend (of 2009), Drake saw tents in the yard of the neighboring farm and went to investigate... Drake found kids! Actually, Drake found boys! His boys! He adopted those boys... and the rest of the family. He couldn't be coaxed back after that... and once everyone came to accept it his way, he started visiting again!
We love his visits and he knows it! I guess you could call it "dog sharing". Drake just sharin' the love! I sure wish I could have snapped a picture of him pushing his way into the house and jumping up on Dad's lap! It all happened so fast! And Drake is *not* a lap dog!
Drake sometimes sticks around to help me with chores...
Here he is as a puppy (with Dad):
Here he is at his home:
Linked from Dara's Blog
Isn't that the cutest!