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Hi guys.

Beaux here.

I know I haven't provided you with proper updates on my new country life.

That would be because I have been too busy.

I sun at least 1 hour per day.

I sit in my chair on the porch for 3 hours per day.

I perch on the back of the couch and watch outside 6 hours a day.

I bark for a solid 4 hours at what may be nothing but is quite possibly a large monster lurking in the woods.

I chase squirrels .002 hours per day.

I sneak over to Mawmaw C's house and play with Poochy and chase chickens for .5 hours a day.

A dog has got to sleep sometime, right?

Not to mention, the computer has been on the fritz.

However, I have some very exciting news to share.

You know how I love to chase balls.

If they did not hide them from me, I would drive them absolutely crazy with my obsession.

You see, there is this place next to the wash-house where these balls just appear every day.

Some of them are green (well, at least I think they are green, I'm not entirely sure, you know the whole color-blindness thing), some of them are pink, some are red.  They are soft and if you bite too hard, they taste...sweet.

I know, how completely awesome is that?

It. Is. The. Greatest. Thing. EVER.

Every morning, me and that boy walk out and have 1 or 12.

Does anyone else know about this?

Just a warning, they do make you a little crazy.