I'm down in the pasture letting Tyson run off leash and there are birds chattering all around us. Off in the distance a few piggies talk while a plane hums in the sky. A crow sounds in the distance, and a rooster, too... A few bugs zip around to mark themselves present as well. Tyson's too busy chomping on his beef tendon to appreciate this, but I'm grateful for the abundance of nature that surrounds us.Tyson is getting better at his commands, but needs daily work. He's still really great at running beside me, but he's a wanderer when he's just walking with you...so many smells!Look at that sweet muffin! He's so ready to be in someone's home.Tyson, a blind Boxer, has become quite the unusual sage. Once abandoned, lost and emaciated, Tyson has grown fat with love, easily finding his way into the hearts of so many. I am happy to share his story, hoping that you may glean some of the joy he exudes as well as the lessons his life can teach us all.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
I'm down in the pasture letting Tyson run off leash and there are birds chattering all around us. Off in the distance a few piggies talk while a plane hums in the sky. A crow sounds in the distance, and a rooster, too... A few bugs zip around to mark themselves present as well. Tyson's too busy chomping on his beef tendon to appreciate this, but I'm grateful for the abundance of nature that surrounds us.Tyson is getting better at his commands, but needs daily work. He's still really great at running beside me, but he's a wanderer when he's just walking with you...so many smells!Look at that sweet muffin! He's so ready to be in someone's home.
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