Rack Wants To Grill Lunch

There's an old line about Dogs Playing Poker that you probably have heard.

They can't.  You will know how good a hand they have because they will show you by wagging their tail.

Rack, the McNab SuperDog (TM) is clearly one of those emotional ones.

I let him follow me just about everywhere on the property.  I'd take him with me in the car more often except businesses can get rather arbitrary as to what they allow in their stores. 

Leaving a dog in a car is a definite no and since I have a soft top Jeep Wrangler, if we're going somewhere, he's got to come with me.

It's a Jeep Thing.  You leave nothing that you would not mind losing in a convertible car where the windows are held on by slots, velcro, and zippers.

But at home, it's open.  I walk around the property and he's following me while I am doing things.  Actually, my Morning Yard Inspection, he comes out, and does his own thing until he gets bored.  He'll keep coming back until he gets to go back inside. 

I have a higher tolerance for "boring" things I guess.

I've told him before "Go do something, you're just bored, I'm not ready yet" and he will wander off and snoop around the property line until something else looks good.

In this case, we're getting ready to grill some burgers this morning, and he knew it.  Plopped himself in view of the grill and waited for me to bring out the sausages and the burgers.

Smart dog!  Have a Burger!

Besides, if I use the brush on him out back by the hedges, the fur will magically disappear and I don't have to use the vacuum cleaner to pick up quite so much of it.