The German Shepherd Next Door, Part III

It rained all day today and the German Shepherd next door lay in the mud for most of the day. It wasn't terribly cold, but it was a cold rain and not something you'd want to lie on the ground through. I supposed, if the neighbor's representation that he's had the dog for 7 years is true, then the poor thing is used to it.

My father, who is a carpenter, offered to supply materials and help the neighbor build the dog a bigger house, but he said he had too much work to do in the house and didn't have time for that.

Meanwhile, his young son is making quite a habit of running up to the fence and kicking my parents' dog.

You can't offer someone else's dog for adoption, right? Because I know this nice German Shepherd who could really use a good home.