When you live on a farm or, what I should call, a farmette because our place is just barely big enough to be called a big lot. But, that’s beside the point. What I’m trying to tell you is that when you live in the country you need a good dog. An obedient dog. A hard working dog. A dog that respects your authority and knows you are his master. He fears you, but loves you. He won’t do anything to disappoint you. He is completely loyal now and forever. He obeys your every command.
I’ll let you know when I get a dog like that.