I would smell the ground, that dog would smell the ground. I would run, that dog would run, I would sit, that dog would sit. It followed me nearly everywhere I went. The only time it would disappear is when I went behind a tree or something. Can you see it?
Momma said "There is no other dog...it is your shadow". I don't believe her..."It's right there Momma. Why can't you see the other dog?"
I asked Cracker to help...this was his response. I don't think he cares at all. He just wants to look for stinky dead things to roll in.
Eek, look how big the grey dog is now!
I don't know what to do! Cracker doesn't care, Momma doesn't seem to care. She just keeps taking her picture. Maybe she's my dog? That must be it! Now I get it! I have a dog of my very own & her name is Shadow! Yay me!!