Blurting out...
Almost 6 hours of sleep.
Ahh the transformations of wealth. Pre inheritance my mother would NEVER dream of bringing the family dog when we go out to dinner. We will also not discuss the fact that the dog is not really crate-chained. But along came the hound to curl up under the table AND Mom and my sister asked for two takeout bowls, one for water and one for food.
This is the after dinner hang out time.
As for bluriting out, stay tuned in another blog.
Toby the geriatric wonder chihuahua crashed out on Mom's carpet. |
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