It all started when a ball landed right next to his mouth and he didn’t even flinch.We decided it was an opportunity for summer amusement or maybe art.
Scratch one ping pong ball.
I guess it’s safe to go ahead and put some live flowers in that pot.
My dad and Sara recently gave us a book titled, “Dog Shaming.” I could publish a 2nd volume.
We don’t usually get there with enough time to sit around. I guess today the warm weather just invited it. And although this filter makes our dog look emaciated, I promise he is not.