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On a cold winter’s day, there are some things that just bring comfort. A piping-hot bowl of hearty stew, a comfortable chair with a dog on the ottoman at one’s feet, a warm favourite sweater…. Life is good.
Free to good home or decent Chinese restaurant. Okay, we’re lying, and he still enjoys sleeping in our bed.
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. Buy a pup and your money will … Continue reading
How do you know when your life has reached a point of stability? When you can get out of bed, go to the kitchen, make noise (grinding beans for coffee), come back, and the dog doesn’t even lift his head, then your life is stable.
He whines, he doesn’t retrieve, and he doesn’t even like wet grass, let alone water, but how can you say no to a face like this: (Click to embiggenate.) The power of the dog, indeed.