Or rather, a boy and his CHICKEN!!! The boy in question, who we'll call Mr. B., is a Very Good Dog. And he loves his CHICKEN!!!
to be caught, until a piece of Ciff Bar was proffered. He looked at the bite, at me, and made a decision. He jumped in the front seat of the car, and from then on, was our dog.
He showed definite signs of having had a rough life up to that point. It took him a while to get in sync with his new life, but he tried really hard, and is now a Very Good Dog. He is key to our life here, and we are very grateful to have him.
So, here is to Mr. B. and his CHICKEN!!! May we all have many more years together.