Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Working like a Dawg

Bailey goes with me pretty much wherever he is allowed. At the beach he went to outdoor restaurants with us, he goes to the bank with me, and last week he went to work with me. I worked at my dad's office for two days and Bailey tried to look the part of a southern lawyer. He only barked/growled at two clients. One client responded to being barked at by saying, "That there looks like a coon dog. You take him huntin'? " You have got to love north Georgia.

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