Pondering

     On days it is not super hot or frigid cold in south Texas I will leave the front door open to the porch and let Tank walk in and out. I remember having the door open all afternoon and forgot about it, I then noticed Tank wasn't inside (forgetting the door is open) and I freak out a minute and run around looking for him to find him outside pondering. I approached him quietly, it was funny to imagine what he could possibly be thinking about. Life as a dog can not be that stressful, but in this picture he's looking off into noting and seems to be in deep thought. Now I could be totally over thinking this, for all I know he's looking at a squirrel in a tree. But I think I am going to tell myself that my dog is having a intellectual conversation with himself, because it sounds better than him looking at a squirrel for twenty minutes. 

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