Magnetic Dog

Poor Roy, what should have been a fun Saturday morning walk in the Lead Mines turned into torture when Magnetic Dog latched-onto us. And, for further trauma, it was exceedingly randy.


From previous encounters I believe that the Magnetic Dog lives at the horse farm on the Mountain Road, about here, so was a fair distance from home. Finally I became tired of its constant attention and shooed it away; to someone else's misfortune it latched onto their dog and Roy and I made a stealthy escape.