He is mine. Love him, and it shall always be that way despite the torn down comforter, the shredded squeaky toys, the electronic cords tucked into a wicker basket chewed to pieces, the toys strewn about the house, and the gnarled shoes... he is mine...
I have seen many sides of people and this particular side, I hope to never see again. It is ugly, it was unnecessary, it was beyond cruel.
So, instead of ruminating in that quagmire of crap I will instead rejoice in the homecoming of my new beloved:
Bentley.
3 comments:
AD2B,
This is all fine and good, but you really need to post pictures.
I will be doing so, have to find a time when he's not trying to mount Hope! ah for the love of a 6 month old dane puppy :)
aw!!
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