Sometimes at night, I have no idea where the dogs are in the yard. Usually I can see Sofie’s blond fur reflecting some light. But Louise, in all her sleek and beautiful blackness, disappears into the darkness. I try to keep a reflective collar on her so that I can find her. Even with that, she sometimes comes running out of no where in the night and scares the pants off of me. And, if she is busy with some squirrel or hole digging and does not want to come in, there is no way that I am finding her at night. Nights are made for mischief and black dogs can rule the night!
What mischief did you get into today?
This is a blog hop. I hopped it from MYBrownNewfies. Check them out for more mischief.