In the festive spirit of melodrama, please meet Leroy’s Christmas mouse (of doom). I think we’ll call him Dwight. Dwight ended up under the tree because I took my momma shopping to the local feed store/farm mart where I buy Sherman’s fancy kibble and non-fancy bully sticks. We walked up and down the aisles, while…
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Things Are Too Different
We had our first Christmas without Grandpa today. His chair was empty, both in the living room and at the dinner table, although other people sat in both. It’s been over ten months since he died, and I still can’t go to the house without expecting to see him reading a book in his armchair…
Blue Speckled Pup 