While visiting our area shelters, making ourselves available to the dog looking for us, we came across a 10 month old Chow-Chow/Labrador mix. He was the portrait of mellow amidst the noise and chaos of the shelter. I had always gotten a chuckle from that old Johnny Cash song "A Boy Named Sue" about a deadbeat dad who names his son Sue before leaving him behind. You can read the lyrics here.

Sue's a pretty big dog, but he's nothing like the Sue of the song, other than the part about wressling in the mud and the blood and the beer. He will roll around with his buddy Gus for hours on end. The only other name we sometimes call him is "Sue-Baru". Partly because the Baru part sounds like a bark and partly because when it's time to hit the yard before bed I say, "Subaru Outback", and he gets the picture...

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Life ain't easy for a boy named Sue...