Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Clancy is a Good Dog

There, I've said it.  Cause it's true.  In the past few months, he's really come around.  No longer a wild bouncy animal, nipping and barking constantly, waking me up at 6am every day.  [Tho now that we have moved back into California, his 7am is my 6am.  But you can hardly fault the guy for not understanding time zones.  Look at those Wall Street guys.  They mount multiple clocks on the wall because they can't keep track of time zones either.   Must be hard when you want to finagle money out of people all over the world.]

Back to Clancy, who has no assets, other than his looks.  He still has his moments.  Like here, 
when he has jumped behind our recliners, then can't decide how to extract himself from that area.  Several times, no less.  He's no Border Collie.

He's Clancy.  He has his song.  And he lives with us.

Bruce

2 comments:

Erika said...

HAPPY ST PATTYS DAY TO YOU TWO AND CLANCY. CAUGHT UP ON YOUR BLOG. I KNEW YOU WOULD LIKE DEATH VALLEY. YOU ACTUALLY SAW MORE THAN US. I DIDN'T GET TO SCOTTY'S CASTLE. ANOTHER TRIP. LOVE THE PICTURE OF CLANCY. THE ONE ON YOUR BLOG AND THE ONE YOU SENT ME. WE ARE IN THE 80S. A LITTLE BREEZE SO IT FEELS PRETTY GOOD.

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