I read a post today by OldandBlessed that talked about pets. Dogs actually.
Every time I come across something I like this I find myself thinking I would like a companion – feline or canine. Then I think about fur, food, defecation, vet bills, and most of all about having to venture out in inclement weather on days when I would just as soon curl up – inside. I live in an apartment building and see countless folk doing this very thing in cold, wet, damp (dreich) and rethink the whole thing.
Now I am not entirely animal free. Like grandchildren they are all part of visitation.
The first of many was this sweet girl, Scooby, seen here with G1 about 16 years ago. She was amazing and had been part of ’the family’ well before G1 arrived. I worried at first about how this dog, who by-the-way had been…
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