Whenever I would arrive at Fair Oaks, Florida, where we have been welcomed to paint, this amazing dog was waiting. He would jump eagerly into the golf cart to ride to the painting spot, run wildly through the pastures, then come back to beg the question, "Are you coming with me?" I have never seen a dog run like the wind as he does!
Whenever I would arrive at Fair Oaks, Florida, where we have been welcomed to paint, this amazing dog was waiting. He would jump eagerly into the golf cart to ride to the painting spot, run wildly through the pastures, then come back to beg the question, "Are you coming with me?" I have never seen a dog run like the wind as he does!