It’s really getting to be a broken record this rain. So we’re amusing ourselves by playing with our geriatric dog. Poor Abbey, there was a day when the kibble would hit the bowl she’d come a running. She’s pretty deaf now. This morning she was sound asleep on the living room couch. Greg saved a bite of poptart for her. It was awhile before the aroma finally woke her.
Spring time in the teacups
8 years ago
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