The woman who crossed the street when she saw Marmaduke...I think she was his groomer.
When we were house hunting, one of the homes had a menagerie of sorts including a great dane. He didn’t even have to lift his head to sniff at my backside. His owner had to help me get him to leave me alone.
On the other hand, their cat got up on the dining room table and onto the back of a chair so he could try to get up onto my shoulder for some loving.
September 08, 2015
June 27, 2017