Monday, September 29, 2014

Darcy loves motorcycles.

Darcy doesn't chase skateboards. He ignores bikes. He doesn't even acknowledge smart cars. He is just a kind, steady, easy dog.

Until he hears a motorcycle engine...!

Then he transforms into a wild child and throws all rules out the window.

I don't know if this is correct but I have a mental image of his past owners being bikers that rained salami every time they drove off.

Friday, September 19, 2014

One month later, Darcy's still here!

Darcy likes to trail me. I've gone from room to room calling for Darcy only to discover he was shadowing my butt the entire time.

There's a theory that for all my gripes I'll miss Darcy when he's gone.

He's a great dog but I wish he was home.