The dog in the photo at the top of each page is of my girl Shyna, who sadly I lost in 2013. She was generally a fun loving and happy dog but when she was out in the yard, she yapped to the high heavens if she thought something was going on that shouldn’t be. It didn’t matter if it was on the other side of her fence, she’d let the world know what she thought about it. It wasn’t always heard, it was often unappreciated, but everyone always knew when she wasn’t impressed with what was going on around her. Sometimes you’re barking needlessly at a fence, sometimes Timmy gets pulled from the well. Either way, a dog’s gotta bark.
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