Ok it's winter in the arctic north. I have an adorible dog, Killer. He is a chunky, black and white, fox terrier. Little dog needed a big name. Hubby wanted to call him "darn it" so our son could chase after him saying "come here darn it". But I digresss. At 20 degrees with a wind that would make a polar bear shiver, a person should not have to walk a dog. They should be able to walk themselves. However my dog is not on the top of the IQ chart. He likes to run. He likes his freedom. He apparently does not remember how being under a Honda really feels. So I am back where I started from. Believing, hopeful for change, but I must now go out and walk the dog. Brrrrrrrr.
PS. I cleaned up what Mike really wanted to call the dog cause I don't think I can use curse words in a blog.
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What's so wrong with "Major"? Isn't that the other name Mike wanted to call him? LOL...
ReplyDeleteMolly and Sadie ..two cute red coated boxers say.."hello darn it!"and a big Congrats to your human walker on herblog !!j
ReplyDeleteYAY! Nancy has a blog!!1 Nancy has a blog!!!
ReplyDelete*squeals and bounces up and down*
Maybe I should open my blog up and start blogging again, 'cause ya know I have so much free time to do fun stuff like that....
How ya been? Miss you like crazy!!!