By now, most of you should have a pretty good idea of the layout of my property. No neighbors, tucked back in a secluded little spot down a long gravel drive. The area surrounding me has all been zoned commercial property over the years. I own the last piece of residential land.
And every once in a while a local delivery driver or handyman will come by for the first time and they all say the same thing…”never knew anything was back here”.
Just the way I like it.
All that to say this…in the 4 years I’ve owned this land, there’s never been a random/stray Great Pyrenees on my property.
There was always only Oliver.
Until something kept tripping the driveway camera, so back outside with flash lights we go.
And a zoom in with a loop to get a better look…
If you know GP’s and you know how their fluffy butt tails look when they run, you’ll see it in the video.
Coincidence? Maybe.
Anxiety induced irrational fear of being re-mauled by my own evil ghost dog? For sure.
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