So I'm out in the front yard mid-morning, whacking weeds and applying herbicide. I look up, and I am maybe more surprised than I should be to see four goats, standing by the side of the road, looking much like a small gang of middle-schoolers at a liquor store on a school day - nervous and fidgety, trying to look nonchalant, and unsure of just how out of place they appear, or how well they can cover it up.
This dog has been wandering around for some time. He finally decided he wanted to come stay with us at the Kung Fu school. I haven't been able to find the owner and no one has come to claim him. His collar was pretty tight when we found him so we bought him a new one.
He's a very friendly dog. Great watchdog. Looks like he's pretty young. Has a few scars probably from being a stray.