My Coworker Snowball

I've mentioned that I work part time for a family owned cemetery. He just showed up one day, a ball of white puppy fur and has become one of the family. To begin with, I worried and tried to find him a "home" but soon found that he had already found one. His breed is a working class dog and he is happiest running over the grassy hills, rolling in the pond and watching over the guys with the big machines. No matter where he is when he sees my car he comes in a dead run to greet me. He wasn't too happy this day because he had to stay in due to a limp. He is a dear and one of the smartest dogs I've ever met.

 

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