This is Hobo, my Dad's childhood dog, we grew up hearing stories about Hobo, he became this sort of mythical super hero-dog to me. My Dad would tell tales of him hiding behind walls waiting for the biggest meanest cats in the neighbourhood, then leaping out and scaring them, or of Hobo running off down the road with the butchers sausages in his mouth, Hobo was a free wheelin' kind of dog, with a penchant for finding trouble and making friends!
You can kind of see the cheekyness that he had in this photo, I would have liked him I'm sure.
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Great story! Hobo sounded like a super cool dog, a Fonzie version of Lassie : )
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