So for your loss, Bob. So glad you had each other for comfort after your mom died.
If my Dane is in the back I wait until I’m at the window then roll his window down. When his big head pops out you can hears the shrieks for miles. I always get a chuckle out of seeing half the staff run from the window and half the staff run to the window. He likes the free pets on the head.
I didn’t realize how busy I had been this week until I tuned in today. I haven’t been here since Sunday. I knew life just wasn’t right. I’m all caught up now and things can get back to normal or my version or it anyway.
On my grandmother’s farm I once asked why in the middle of each field was a small patch of large trees. She told me because in those patches of trees was a small family cemetery. Sure enough I looked and some were as old as the 1700’s.
Her treat was the look on his face.
Just one more thing to see in the basement.
Know your audience.
Timing is everything.
Now you’ve gone and done it Elvis. puck is annoyed with you now.
Elvis just described my Weimaraner, now just add in Trevor’s anxiety multiplied by 10 and you have Dually. Dually loves to bark, the frisbee is his favorite and if he thinks he might be in trouble for barking he’ll throw you a high four. Let it rain or thunder and lightning and he falls apart. Yep big ole strong wolf descendant.