i was cooking dinner and looked over to see brody playing a game with shady. i was wishing for a better camera (or a better eye) so i could really capture the feeling that the scene gave me. brody was trying to roll the golf ball either into shady's mouth or in between his paws. each time he succeeded he'd jump up and shout "SCORE!" shady just lay there like the uber-tolerant, kind and loving dog that he is. he endures so much torture from brody. he's used as a step stool. he's chased around the house. his ears have been pulled. his tail has been pulled. his sleep spots get moved every time we get a new piece of furniture. yet he still loves us all. it's great to have a dog!!
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