Pancho, ranch dog pro tempore, here. My tryouts for the ranch dog position are going well. I learned how to start something called a rodeo.
This morning before breakfast I started the rodeo game with a creature the foreman (who owns this internet account) calls Dang O Bull. No sooner than I got Dang O started, ole Dang O turned the game on my foreman. Both of ’em were jumpin’, chasin’ and cussin’.
The foreman spent the half mile walk back to the house muttering something about no-account dog. Don’t know what that means, but I am proud to have gotten the foreman some excitement and exercise, and all that ground tore up where Dang O played. Didn’t know the foreman knew fence jumping.
Your Pal, Pancho.
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