On a recent snowy day at our old place, I stopped to gaze at this sign where the "back trail" heads into our land. I love the understated humor in it. It's even funnier if you knew our Black Dog, He was far too friendly to be a guard dog. We do plan to take it with us to guard over Lab Valley.
Shyla and I have done some short walks together since she came home from the hospital, out past our "Black Dog Guard Dog" sign and then to a spot that is bathed in warm sun at this time of year. I used to take her and R's photo there at this time of year. We paused to gaze at the spot, remembering her sweet big brother.
Shyla used to rely on R's support to stand tall and confident. Thanks to him, she now stands tall on her own.
Happy Black Dog Sunday.