Momma Dog has a couple of poems she needs to submit before August 2, so she’s been concentrating on writing. Huck went with us up the hill to cut the rest of the Iris into little fans this morning. It’s tough being the big dog sometimes, you can never be carried. It’s all Momma Dog can do to lift me into the mudroom sink for a bath. She’s been reading to us from Rita Mae Brown’s mystery “Murder She Meowed.” We like hearing about the adventures of Tee Tucker, a Corgi who helps his person solve murders.
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