One of my sisters has an Old English Sheepdog named Jake. What a love, except when he gets stubborn. About a month back, she wanted to go one way, he the other. Given that he outweighs her, down she went. Ended up with a broken leg.

When we showed up to take her to the hospital, here's this really pitiful face in the sliding door with a look of "what did I do?!" He spent the night outside on the porch (don't worry, it was warm night and a fenced in yard). I think another round of doggy training is in his future, as soon as she gets off crutches. Gotta love him!

That is so funny! Aren't we all blessed that God made dogs?

Keep us posted on his antics.

He's beautiful!

oh no, not funny but