We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
Finally, ma poor doggie has stopped his incessant scratching and his skin is healthy and pink again instead of red and raw.
Sigh, I also think my over zealous spraying of flea medication resulted in him vomitting all over the house on one of the days.
…and despite it all…he DEMANDS his daily walks and persists in smelling all things rotting and smelly.
but he is so cute… his happy face and tail wagging backside always makes my day.
An online diary of sorts...frivolous, causal and about things that I like or interest me...it's not to be taken too seriously as life is just too short.
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