I must love my Labrador alittle too much... "Barney" is my first Son...I treated him as a Son, probably even more than a loved one...
On my Fortyth,. I received a package from the Homeland of some gifts and Port Glasses...the Courier kindly left them at the front/back door where Barney subsequently tore the box to bits. Spreading my gift around the yard and destroying everything inside. I'm Sure "The Big Bear" thought on that day it was his Birthday. How I miss my boy, hence the Nick name in respect to him...
