My Dog, the Scriptorian
April 21st, 2013
I had just taken a shower and was putting on my shirt when I walked into the family room. There on my wife’s recliner, lay Barney. He gave me his usual “Please don’t eat me” look and wagged his tail.
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I had just taken a shower and was putting on my shirt when I walked into the family room. There on my wife’s recliner, lay Barney. He gave me his usual “Please don’t eat me” look and wagged his tail.