The gentleman who services our septic tank every three months, having completed his task, brought his report over to our house. He was given a good Newfie greeting from Liquorice, our black puppy who is now almost four months old and around fifty-five pounds. She examined him thoroughly, (interesting smells?) while he examined her by running his hands over her thick puppy coat (I trust he was not just drying his hands).
When he reached her head and ears he exclaimed “My God! Its a dog. I thought it was a sheep!”
Just another pleasant change since Liquorice joined our home.
Arthur Witten
Liquorice