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Farm Life

But just look at  

me now 6 months later and I could not be any happier. I ride around on the farm tractor doing farm work. Often I jump off to chase a rabbit or a dear. But I am so fat and lazy now I can't catch anything. I love my new life with Billy and I know he   loves me.
Boy do I get sleepy, our days are very long and it was a hot summer too.
I hear talk that we will be leaving soon for another assignment on a government campground for the winter but Billy has to get over that last heart attack before we can go anywhere.
My adventures are just beginning and my days in the dog pound are fading so stay tuned and I hope you will follow me in this wonderful life I now have.

Rescued

I was in a terrible place called the pound when Billy came to my rescue. I was hungry and needed a bath bad. Soon after he took me home and fed me he then cleaned me up. It was LOVE.
I knew right from the start that this man was going to care for me and that I would care for and protect him.
I really enjoyed the first night I spent with him. I had never been in a house and I must admit that I was a bit scared. I had my own water bowl and all the food I could eat. Here is the best part I had my very own clean bed and I did sleep fine because it we quite and no one was barking.
 The next day I made some new buddies and found out that on a farm I could run free and play all the time. There was highway about a quarter of a mile away and I knew this was danger, sure enough he took me out to it and warned me to stay away from this thing. My new friends Brandy, Lil bit and Little man also told me of the dangers. That is when I found out that Molly had been killed.
 Well that is my introduction and now my adventures begins.