Tag Archives: Car Rides

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And The Humane Society? All Hands on Deck for Puppy Mills and Dogfighting While I Starve

She elects the more long-winded car wash this morning and I courteously arrange myself in the cookies readiness postion.               She’s all over the Windex wipes, detailing the air vents on the dash.  I know … Continue reading

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And Yet

My requirements are few and simple. Daily walkies.  Operative words: daily and walkies. A second walkies.  Daily. Beverages always available. Meals on time. We don’t shortchange me on bedtime cookies. My eggs done but not tough. No broccoli, asparagus, Brussels sprouts … Continue reading

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Somebody Send a Clue

I disembark in the walkies area.  He is not twenty feet away, blithely rolling acorns around or whatever the hell they do.  I point this out with appropriate urgency.  She continues mucking about with bionic leg.  It is endless.  I … Continue reading

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