Beau

Beau loves dad. Dad loves Beau. The feeling is mutual. Although, I'm pretty sure when I took this picture my dad mouthed, "Who's the dominant dog now?"



Beau, an Austrailian Shepard, has been with my family since we first crossed the Mason Dixon line and moved to the south in 1998. He is playful and sweet - although my husband, my neighbor Kyle, and the mailman disagree.

Beau protects his home and herds visitors like sheep, which isn't too scary if you don't mind a few nips on the ankles from a strange dog with big teeth. He used to get a little too, ahem, excited around visitors, but with old age (like many things) that habit faded. Here's to you, Beau!