I like to name my dogs after Confederate generals. My current model is a collie named Jeb, after Jeb Stuart, the second-finest cavalry commander ever to take saddle. (Nathan Bedford Forrest was the best cavalry commander ever. George Patton was the best modern cavalry (armor -- that's tanks for you civilians) commander.
But I digress. Jeb, the current model, goes with me when I go to the farm. I have a friend who has a few acres, and we grow some vegetables there. He also has a golden lab about Jeb's age, and they play while I garden. Jeb, of course, likes to hang his head out the window while we drive over.
Yes, these are all rear-view mirror pictures taken at great risk, at least as far as oncoming traffic was concerned. Anyway, Jeb was happy, and there was no collision.
When we got to the farm, Jeb and his buddy, Willie, did what they do, which is this:
So there you have Day One of my Memorial Day weekend. More coming.
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