We actually have 3 dogs. Our Border Collie, Reilly, stays in the house with us, but loves going outside. Our other 2 dogs stay outside all the time together, the female, Betty (short for Apple Brown Betty), is a chocolate labrador retriever, and the younger dog, a male named Barney (short for Barnabas), is a yellow lab. (The "Betty & Barney" thing wasn't planned, I had one of those "remember..." conversations with my sister, and Dark Shadows came up... thus Barnabas.)
Barney is a big dog, even for his breed. He's around 100 pounds, for one thing, and he has a huge head and feet. Strong as an ox. And very, very playful. This can sometimes be a tricky combo, since he loves to play and can easily knock you over. He's a slobber-puss, too. Oh so lovable.
Barney's most recent favorite thing to do is to pick an apple off from our winesap apple tree, carry it around in his big ol' mouth for a while and then eat it. I swear, he looks just like a horse when he's munching on his apple. He's got most of the lower hanging apples gone now, but that's not a problem for Barney.
What's so funny is that he looks almost smug about it, too, like he's showing the other 2 dogs that he has some treat they don't. Meanwhile, they seem to look at him like, why in the heck do you want to eat one of those things?
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