Dear Grumpy Belhaven Man,
I know we've seen one another many a time, as I walk on the same route most days to give what you percieve as "3 dogs" a nice morning walk. Today they sniffed at your lawn, and your prompt response was to yell (from your screened in porch) "Those dogs better not mess in my yard." I promise they shall not mess in your yard. They only "mess" in their own backyard, filled with lovely Bermuda grass ripe for the pooing. They sniffed at it, but they wouldn't even eat it. Unless there's wet cat food in your yard. Is there wet cat food in your yard? And these are not mere dogs, these are "the girls" who daily luxuriate in bottled water and soft suede pillows. But, I did like that jazz I heard coming from your porch. Well done, my grumpy friend, well done.
To the rest of Belhaven's residents:
Thank you. I daily appreciate your contributions of "got your hands full!" "one in every size!" "they keep you busy I bet!" And thanks for never running over me with a huge truck. I really appreciate that part.
-The Girl's Woman Servant
I love walking dogs!
To the rest of Belhaven's residents:
Thank you. I daily appreciate your contributions of "got your hands full!" "one in every size!" "they keep you busy I bet!" And thanks for never running over me with a huge truck. I really appreciate that part.
-The Girl's Woman Servant
I love walking dogs!