The smart dog.
The dumb dog.
Tractor again: "Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...aaaaaaaaack?"
"A snapper's gotta' hold of Flora's nose,.....what should I do?".....I ask,....beer in hand.
Garden: "Take a picture of it and put it on the blog." she replies,...mumbling a bit,...I think she just called me a name under her breath.
Tractor: "I did,....what should I do now?"
Garden: "I'll be there in a minute,...as soon as I'm done feeding Liza"