Dang! I keep getting in trouble today. Apparently it is frowned upon in this establishment to sit on Lawrences bandaged paw (resulting in a yelp from Lawrence), bark through the screen door at a dog walking down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street, jump on Dads privates when greeting him (resulting in colorful language from Dad), dig holes in the lawn, and try to entice Lawrence to zoom through the house and/or wrestle. Pfft!
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 18:42:39 +0000