When I was about 13, following years of sustained, systematic nagging, whining, grousing, griping, begging, groaning and, er, suggesting, my parents bought me a dog. We drove to a farm on the outskirts of our hometown and picked up our pup. He was a border collie. I called him Alfie.
Nice to read about the simpler pleasures of your life! So is another of a dog's secrets to a happy life that they have successfully learned how to avoid religion and politics? 😉
Dog Days
Nice to read about the simpler pleasures of your life! So is another of a dog's secrets to a happy life that they have successfully learned how to avoid religion and politics? 😉