I always had this picture in my head of sitting around the fire with our dogs. Jake and Woody would run from the fireplace because of my stupidity in buying the crackling log. As soon as one of those beads popped, they were both going nuts. I never could get them over that. Shane is OK with the fire, but still sits by our feet. Maggie, on the other hand, has claimed the hearth as her own. It must be the cool stone and that she is higher than Shane. We are having a little bit of a turf battle. Also, still having trouble photographing a black dog.
Shane and Maggie are having a great time playing. I've never seen Shane play with another dog like this. Jake and Woody would ignore him.
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