My husband said words I didn't want to hear. "The beagle found something the Border collies would never find. Come here, I'll show you."
I didn't want to see.
The stray beagle arrived Saturday evening. He's a different type of working dog. His nose is to the ground while the Border collies are visual. Their instinct is to herd.
The husband led me around to to the lilies by the front porch and pulled back the foliage. There was a nest of seven chicken eggs.
"There were eight," he said. "But that's how I found the nest. He was eating an egg and going for a second."
Monday, June 27, 2011
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