Someone told me that the dogs are not aloud on the couch and the dogs themselves seem to understand that. They also seem to understand that when they are home alone with me all the rules get thrown out the window. For the most part this is OK because I love their company and I'm a sucker for those sad faces. On the other side of things it is all love and no respect they don't listen to anything I say unless they had planned to go that route anyway. I think one Of them thinks I'm his girlfriend and the other thinks I'm friendly competition. It turns out I'm part of the pack. Who knew?
Clay and paint in shadow boxes
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A birthday with some meaning. I spent birthday's with parties and alone but this is the first birthday present that actually touched me inside in quite awile.
Thank you very much Helen Davis.
A friend I am honoured to know.
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