Casper, What can I say about him? I haven't spoken much about Casper lately have I? I don't think that I told you he ran away and I could hear him barking but couldn't find him. Chuck had been up and down the road off and on for a day searching. We finally found him at a neighbor's home. He had found their children to be very likeable and they liked him, so much so that they gave him a name, "Fuzzy". We brought him back home but knew he had enjoyed his day away.
Do you see anything strange in this picture below? I do Casper is relaxing on the outside of his pen. There he is under the tree with his gathered limbs to chew on, happy as can be.
Cool as a cucumber enjoying life!
Look at that smile, he is so happy to see me and me well..........
Just look what Digger Dog did..
This hole is about 2 ft deep. Those boards were put in front of the door to keep him from digging, now they lie in the bottom of the hole.
He is quite the digger and has many ponds inside this huge pen...we had to place 4x4's behind a building before he could dig the foundation from beneath it! The dog's paws are the width of a shovel, I kid you not..He can throw dirt faster and finer than any machine...
He has found every loose black flower pot, stick, small flowering live tree with branches, anything to chew....UGH When I leave he sits in my parking spot and cries...Yes, he is my runaway, escape artist...Casper
Did I mention that he can also open the gate with his nose? Well, he sure can any time he wishes. That could be good and bad.
What is a dog mama to do? Love him that's what!