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White Scottish Terrier
Today, in the busy parking lot of WalMart, in the front seat of a white pickup up truck, was a little dog. From the sharpness of the fur on her muzzle, she had just gotten through a holiday grooming session. And, she was pleased with her new look. And, the world.
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Greedy little animals!
The cats, although it might have been just ONE cat, got into the store bought cat food. Yes, that is right. The WalMart bag was shredded. The plastic wrap covering the CANNED CAT FOOD was shedded. Dented cans of cat food lay all over the pantry floor.
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Oh, the Crave
I have been having the crave/ings this week. Seriously. Oh, man, I want and I have to have and I want it now now NOW crave ( Read more... ) -
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You know that you've watched too much Food Network when you serve your cats their daily can of food and as you place it before them, you say, "Enjoy." -
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When Buck and I go out walking and he wants to pause to smell something* (like a clump of dried grass or a miniature pile of leaves) and I want to keep walking, and we, therefore, travel onwards, he gives a small grunt sound. Not a piggy grunt, more of a huff grunt. It reminds me exactly of a grumpy old man made to do what he wants not to do at a ( Read more... ) -
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Mostly on the weekends, I go walking. Yeah, it is a part of my get healthy agenda. Our little dog, Buck, is my walking companion. Oh, on occasion, I walk at home on the week days. Not too often and not too far for I am both tired and, well, really tired. But, last night, our little doggie, Buck, talked me into a walk. He used his eyes and kept ( Read more... ) -
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Last night, my husband called me a sissy. Because. My weekend walks weren't very far.
This morning, at sunrise, Buck and I went for a hour long walk. Yes, we did. When we were at the north central area of town, Buck and I heard cows bellowing from the hills west of town. Yes, cows. Or maybe monsters.
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Weekend Feedbag Update
Oh, woe ( Read more... )
