:sigh: Iko's handiwork. This stump is in his dog run.
At least he's not eating live trees. He's slowly stripping this stump down to a nub. I figure he might be done with it by winter's end. Greg is pleased. He doesn't have to grind it down now.
You know the worst part? He drags in these big chunks of bark through the doggie door and into my studio. I've dealt with a lot of rotties, but hand to heart, I have never encountered a puppy with so much jaw strength. You should see him with his Kong toys. I can't even squeeze it under my foot, yet he gnaws on it as if it were soft chewing gum.
Are we too connected? - Last week, I took Tank, the wonder dog with me to pick up lunch while Greg stayed home with the workmen refurbishing our floors. While I was out, I remembe...
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