It's funny that you mentioned Dog's gifts. I hadn't even thought of that! Of course, I rarely used Dog, so he just sat at camp. With or without a bone, Dog was always happy to see me and offered 100% unconditional love. Isn't that sweet? The few times I did take him along, Dog brought some... interesting... gifts. Dirty undies? I guess it's the thought that counts. Wonder what he was thinking when he brought those?
In any event, having read your responses (and I appreciate them, thanks!), I feel a massive /grouphug coming on... gather round, folks!
((edited for typo))
Modifié par You Are Here, 02 décembre 2009 - 02:54 .





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