Must go today. He's sweet. He greets you and your guests with a pillow and a crooning song. He enjoys butt rubs and glows with wiggly pleasure in
response to them. He loves loves loves to play ball or to fetch a stick out of water and he has never met a stranger he didn't want to befriend. He comes
like a shot when called in from the yard and has charmed the neighborhood mailman into stopping for a quick game of fetch on his route.
Yep. I am giving Shakespeare away to the first willing fool. I just came down from settling a marmy overtired baby in for a little nap and headed for the kitchen for a much wanted coffee and found the big galoot had figured out the gate and the supposedly dog proof trash can and tore every bit of trash out everywhere. Arrrr.
Sigh. Of course then he sang me his greeting song..."oh where have you been...i love you...here's a pillow...." so I guess I will keep him. But he better mind his p's and q's!
Yep. I am giving Shakespeare away to the first willing fool. I just came down from settling a marmy overtired baby in for a little nap and headed for the kitchen for a much wanted coffee and found the big galoot had figured out the gate and the supposedly dog proof trash can and tore every bit of trash out everywhere. Arrrr.
Sigh. Of course then he sang me his greeting song..."oh where have you been...i love you...here's a pillow...." so I guess I will keep him. But he better mind his p's and q's!
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