Daylon is here, poopy pants and all.
Nothing says Christmas like a grandson playing with the dogs at 6:00 am, attired in blue PJs and a stinkey diaper.
Our Akita was looking at Rita as if to say, "Are you going to lick his butt clean or do I have to do everything?". Sassy is a practical dog, always the momma but Rita declined and prevented Sassy from following through.
We head out this morning... over the hills and through... etc... to Ginkie's house for an early Christmas.
GET.IT.OUT.OF.THE.WAY.
so, until we return.... ariva dirt shute...
Posted by Mike S at December 21, 2002 07:53 AM