I’m a happy dog. I found my friend Jasper. I never know when I’ll get to see him, but I’m sure happy when I find him.
We were sailing in the Exumas and ended up at Compass Cay. I went for a walk and there he was.
The first thing I did – – – stole his stick.
Jasper plays the tough guy, but all I have to do is growl a little, and he drops it.
He barks at me. He barks at the humans as if he expects them to help.
I play with the stick until I get bored and then I let Jasper have it for a while.
His tail wags at very high speeds, he’s never grumpy that I stole his stick, and he keeps playing with me.
What a great friend.