"The Southerner never uses one word when ten or twenty will do." - Charles Kuralt
I like cats, but they are covert. Dogs, you see what you get. If they want to rip your leg off, they'll let you know. If they want to lick you to death, they'll let you know. (I admit there are exceptions).I love my dog (white German Shepherd Abby), and I love Pat's little dog Checkers. This morning when I got home from work, I got a bowl of cereal and sat in my chair as I read my e-mails, looked at the paper and watched the local news on tv. All the while Abby had her head on my lap and looking up with big sad brown eyes. Poor thing was "starving to death" even after her Daddy's-come-home-treat.Thank God it was raining this morning, because I had an excuse not to take her for a walk.
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