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Dog Beach
So these are our friends I've been talking about in the last couple of posts. They are so high maintenance; they demanded their own code names. So from here on out they'll be Luke Skywalker Esquire and Diva. And of course you already know Baldo the Wonderdog. So Tuesday is Dog Beach Day and Luke and Diva came for dinner and then we played a little baseball in the backyard and headed for the dog beach. It's my new favorite day. Hello, walking dogs and the beach and my family and friends, how much better could it get?! So fun.
2 comments:
Yep, sounds like Southern California!
So, when do you folks get a dog of your own?
Kitties/Cats are fine, but did you ever hear of walking a cat on a leash? Cats don't wag their tails and give you slobbery dog kisses all over your face.
JUST JOKING!!!
When you move to the open spaces (or get stranded on a deserted island), then you can have dogs, go to the outhouse and really save the trees (use Sears catalog pages instead of corn cobs, OK?) sleep out under the stars, smell the roses (or the skunks). :)
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