Many of you have inquired about how our bizarre and troubled pooch, Ursula, is adjusting to country life. Robbed of all the threats of the city, such as garbage trucks, school buses, passers-by and loud noises at all hours, she has identified the largest local threat, and bravely guards the Big Man and I against it. This threat is a herd of happy beef cows, that pasture within view (and hearing) of our living room.
She looks curiously at home, for a city dog.
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