A summer evening’s indignities. Jackson holds his own, none the less.
Tuesday, June 18th, 2013


He’s fitting in quite nicely. Friends to romp with and ample room for rapid-puppy sprints to and fro. We weren’t sure a small dog would fit our farming sheep-dog whirlwind up here, you know never thought we’d have a dog with clothes, but I think we’re smitten from the get go.