This is Jimbo’s dog, Buddy. He weighs about 80 pounds.

He and Chico had a guarded truce because Chico was showing teeth every time Buddy came close.

After four or five weeks in the car, I needed to take everything out, spread it on a tarp, and regroup. Besides, we wanted to take the dogs for a woods walk and we needed the way-back of my car for Buddy. As soon as I started clearing out the car,

Buddy hopped in the front seat. He’s looking at Jimbo to see if he has to get out of the car.

Before we went to the woods, we walked to the post office to get a priority mail box for some of my souvenirs. We took the long way home to explore the neighborhood.

This white horse had rolled in the red dirt until its coat was stained the same color.

Overmarking Buddy, who’s on to the next pee spot.

Buddy has a lot of friends around town.

There are five dogs at this house, but we only saw these two.

We went for a short walk in the woods too, after I packed my box and mailed it. Then we came home and had delicious dinner, and listened to music while we got the latest on old friends that the other of us had seen.