It's funny, lately when I let Fister down in the mornings, he strolls around like usual, chews a bit of grass and checks out the whole yard, then after about half an hour, he seems to get a little bored and go and sit on one of the tables. I keep an eye on him from the kitchen window - he can easily see and hear me, but NO way will he come when I call. Then, when I go down, this is what happens - go figure!![]()
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