Ahh...the age-old canine question....do I whistle sweet nothings in peaceful communication with the wee fellow or do I drop the shovel, and run like mad in gleeful, yip-filled chase? Dedicated to my dog who not only succumbs her baser instincts but manages to destroy several flower beds and a rose bush in a single, futile chase. The birds...they laugh. Original 4 x 4 gallery-wrapped mini painting to be auctioned on ebay.
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