Ugh!  It happened again.  Another puppy.  Something about a succession of dogs.  Me and Osker are not happy about this nipping, rambunctious, little shit.  He likes to chase Osker, but all I have to do is let out one of my growls and he's gone!!!

I suppose the good thing is that he gets lots of training treats, so now I get them too, and he needs lots of walks.

 His name is Woody and he's a male, cocker spaniel, 3 months old.  The folks had been looking for a while and this one caught their eye for some reason.

 Osker has been keeping an eye on this pumpkin that is hanging on the fence.  Seems like it will let go one day soon!

 We've been getting fresh milk from a local cow, "Little Deb".  The milk man may go hunting for a week so Dad and Matt offered to milk her while he's gone!  It takes lots of practice.

Dad always wanted a scythe!  He ordered one and has been practicing with that too!  He and Matt take turns whacking sections of the field.  They have a lot of respect for the old timers who did it all by hand!