Gottfried Green

Our poor dog Jasper has been missing Brooklyn probably more than anyone. A bit reversed considering a country life would be the preferred life for a dog. It's a different kind of country down here, however. Up to now he's been feeling a little left out and neglected. We're trying to find a new routine and it takes time. He used to run Prospect Park every morning off leash, fetch his ball, and freely answer the call of nature. Here has been a bit confining for him as everywhere nearby requires a leash. Now we can take him, in the evenings, to his future home for a real run. Jasper is once again a happy pup. I have to say SWFL is a little strict with dog rules. We'll have to look into that and see what we can do.

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