Dog Pause

“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’. ― Alfred Lord Tennyson

Don’t Eat Yellow Snow or Poop

The grand kids were over on Sunday night and the next morning mom thought I was dying … well … not really dying but you get the picture.  She’s so theatrical … just ask dad. She was so sweet telling me it was going to be okay, as I was throwing up all over the…