I got back from Mass yesterday and sure enough, there was a dog on the porch. A Heeler. No collar. So I gave him some food and water, expecting him to be on his way after he'd had some scoff.
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| This Dog Hates Libs |
But no, he was there this morning, sleeping on the doormat. I fed him again, on the porch, and he followed me to the store, and back, to his home on the porch. And that's where he's staying. Outside.
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| Rural Idyll |
Obedient dog, sits, heels (obviously) and likes running after the pickup, just like he's supposed to do. A church lady saw him this afternoon and I asked what she thought of the beast. "That's a cow dog," she said and she'd know.
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| Your Home is Outside |
He can stay on the porch and I'll feed him when he's not foraging; he can add an extra tier of defense to the operation, if he chooses to stay.
Every bit will help in the coming collapse.
God bless,
LSP
