7.15.2018

July 14, 2018

White Dog corrected me. "Actually it was nearly 2am...so it was SUNDAY, not Saturday, momma. THREE by the time we went to bed!"

"Excuse me, what Army INSISTED on post-opera flan and jerky? And WHO wanted cuddles and time with dad outside?"

I surveyed pups spread all over the living room, sleeping off the rigors of waiting up for momma and dad. "Oh my!" I said. "What happened THERE?"

Suddenly there was a mass wake up need to head off to take care of business.

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