Posted in this one already. Oh well, made the effort to write the spoiler so I'm leaving it.
I shot that in 2003 on my first digital camera. I didn't have the man voice back then. My dog Shasta was goofy like that sometimes. He was a very mild tempered dog and you'd have to work him up before playing with him if you were indoors. My best memories of him is at the family farm where I would run halfway around the farmhouse while my dad held Shasta. He'd let him go just as I made it to the half way point and, running flat out, I would always lose to him. He'd then jump all over me until I rolled in the grass with him and rubbed his belly.
I was blessed with a perfect childhood dog. Shasta has certainly made me a dog person instead of a cat person although I like cats too. That's my bit for the night.
