Secrets

I guess its fair that she tells me her secrets. I tell her some of mine.

Here she was telling me that she knows that she doesn’t need to keep barking at the farmer taking in the corn. But, she didn’t want Henry to feel alone when he was barking. She hoped I wasn’t upset.

Tonight I am thankful for this sweet protector puppy! She is definitely a blessing (as is Henry, but his barking was a bit excessive today, so he gets a side mention only! )