I have no idea where he went exactly. My wife told me he drove to Tennessee. I'll ask him when he gets home exactly where he got him. I know they were free to a good home. I heard him talking on the phone and he left. After he got back in two days this little guy was in the garage upstairs crying in a cage.
He is so dam funny to watch knocking a spray can lid around the shop floor. So my main task when I get to the garage now is make sure all the metal chips are swept up and clean up all oil spots. He hears me come in and starts yelping immediately. All he wants to do is play. His teeth are like little needles.
Yesterday he chewed my shoe strings off and ripped my pants leg while I was glass beading parts. Today I'll put him in the yard with the other two Border Collie and Australian Shepard while I paint the parts. He don't run he bounces and his ears flop like a rabbit.
