Had to put him back on patrol this week. A Norther had blown in late last week and my Bride did not want her dogs out in the cold.
Well, they came back, the weather warmed, and she changed her mind after the hogs rooted up half the yard. Some of the damage was right outside our bedroom window.
They ain't been back since Ol' Ricky went back on patrol on Saturday night!
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