Miss Bourbon with her Randy

"Where's that boy now?" said Miss Bourbon in the backyard. "Come out now, boy, we oughta get goin',"

Out from the dog house ran Randy, a white labradoodle with his tongue sticking out in the sultry summer morning air. His legs stepped on the wet but green and lively grass as he sprinted toward Miss Bourbon.

"Who's the good boy now," Miss Bourbon bend down and gave Randy a good scratch on his head. "Yes you are, Randy, yes you are a good boy," she straightened up and walked to the front yard with Randy circling around her.

Randy stopped to play with a butterfly and was eager to reach it that he jumped and leaped into the air.

"Come on now boy," Miss Bourbon patted her right legs and Randy took the cue and ran back to his owner.