Old Truck and Good Dogs
This was taken in a large Southern city. A city where good people, with well-pampered pets at home, cringe at the site of dogs riding in the rear of a pickup truck. I may have become of those people, but THIS truck and THESE dogs brought back scenes from my childhood in rural Georgia. A cousin, rolling down a dirt road, PBR in hand. An Uncle arriving at dawn on a freezing morning, coon dogs in tow. So, for just today, I will forgive good common sense and smile at the sight of good dogs and a rusty old truck.
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