Old Dog Teaches Himself New Tricks

I didn’t intend to have a house dog. Ever. Especially not a big dog like a black lab. But, like the old saying goes, the best laid plans . . . It started innocently. The dog was a pup and we didn’t want him to get run over by the tractors. He started out as Sonny’s dog, so he stayed in Sonny’s house when he was there and our house when Sonny was farming. Then the dog got too big for Sonny’s…