Thursday, November 1, 2012

I'm Home

If a dog smiles when he is happy; a 

Hungarian Pointer beams with 

exhilaration when he is hunting. 

 As Bailey sweeps by me in the field

 from the sides back in front 

at full speed, his head up with his 

nose to the air, the happiness just

pours out of him.  "I'm home!"

every ounce of his being exclaims.

Happy hunting.


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