Got a call from GC Guy, who'd been threatening me with more yard work in lieu of making geiger counters. It turned cold and windy, far too much so for discretionary work outdoors. A man after my own heart.
Oh, my conscience will probably drive me to fill Gulchendiggensmoothen's tank and make at least a token effort to re-start him later. But for now, it's time for walkies.
Who's a handsome boy?
And there's my buddy Ghost...
...who, despite occasional protests to the contrary, has long since decided that LB's not so bad to have around after all. Ghost loves him a good running game, and LB never turns him down.
It's not exactly February cold, but far too blustery today for a serious walky unless there's better reason than any that came to mind. But the boys have been so good about the Gitmo thing that it'd be a crime not to indulge them when nothing else is doing.
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Adorable dogness. But LB doesn't look *anything* like his momma - is he adopted?
He's a foster child. We're waiting till he's older to tell him.
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