I’m in Georgia for a wedding with friends, we rented a cabin. At 9:30 sharp a very good dog showed up on the porch, so we all went out to pet him. After pets he went down to the ground level, yanked a paving stone from a walkway, and, barking furiously, dragged it into the woods, never to be seen again.

All dogs are weird, just in different ways.

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