I will start with the groomer. He isn't a young pup but more like my age or a year or two older, so, I guess he has the right to hang it up if he wants to. I have posted blogs about him before with all the birds he once raised and his kennel where he raised different breeds of dogs. He is where our Chang Le came from. Our pups didn't care at all if he was leaving, they just wanted to go home. I must say that they do love him and Muffin always wants to give him kisses and she is the one that gives him the hardest time. Muffin is very stubborn and she trains you instead of you training her. Here is a picture of our three pups waiting to go home:
And of course a picture of the dog's groomer:
He looks pretty good and we hope he has a long and happy retirement. He is the fellow that died on the way to the hospital and after they got him there they got him revived. I don't think any of the docs knew what went wrong. He sure is in good shape for a guy that died a couple of years ago. BTW, he still smokes a lot. I guess he figures "why should I quit now".
OK, I went fishing yesterday. OK, it was only fishing around at a yard sale and here is what I caught. It sure put up a fight:
In the above picture, my wife was kind enough to cut off the part of my head where my forehead is enlarging (grin). She also wanted to take another one in the shade. She was afraid that the hot, bright sun would wash out the details in the picture. So, here is one she took in the shade:
Eat you heart out Barney and Billy Bob, I am such a good fisherman I can catch a fish at a yard sale. Let me see you beat that!!!