Express Train

DSCN0824 (1)My Chip was excellent about staying with me with one exception, out the front door. If he saw a chance to bolt, he would. He would leave town like the express train. He always came back. My favorite incident was one afternoon, Hummel and he caught the flyer. The neighbors about 3 houses down had him and Hummel by the collar and were leading them back. They were about a house away when I noticed what was going on. I told the couple to let loose of them knowing their ticket was punched and they’d return home with me. The neighbors were awe struck. Me? I was embarrassed my highly trained pair looked like hoboes rousted by the railway bulls.

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