Wild, majestic yard beast. Domestic little dog. I have to say the thing I missed most this summer was not being able to spend early evenings around the yard - eating food out of the garden, watching traffic go by and chasing little buddy here around. He seems so happy when he gets to run free - it seems to be the only time he enjoys going outside. It must be strange for him to spend the days alone with out Harold as his little companion. Our lawn is a pretty nice one to walk around on a really nice summer night and I have yet to find a place here in Boston that makes me appreciate summer that much.