Sergeant

Oh Sergeant, his great beautiful voice. An old man at 2 years old. His chins on display for the whole neighborhood to see, especially his long lost lover Rosie from across the street. Loves his belly rubs; gets on his back and goes into a position I call, the "Rotisserie Chicken". Not a dog like him, a rescue from a reserve. He has big enough ears to start a wind farm. Don't snap your fingers at him, he will eat you. Don't you even THINK about taking away his yogurt tubs, he will judge you.