My buddy Joe

So I had a best buddy.  His name was Joe.  He was a big, blue, goober of a pit bull dog.  He was kind of funny too.  He had a gimpy front leg, but that didn't slow him down.  We loved to wrestle, chew sticks (and firewood), and run around the yard.  He got adopted recently and I sure do miss him.  I'm beginning to wonder, will anyone come for me?

Me and Joe, just hanging out!

Yep, nothing like hanging out in the mud and grass!

I'm plum tuckered out.  That foster brother is just barking at 'ol Joe and me.  But we're too tired to move!

Joe, I miss you dude