Saturday, July 10, 2010


Last night, while I sat with my grandmother and talked, this happened:

"Oh, I wish I could go see your little house and meet your dogs," she said.

"Why, Granny? You don't like dogs."

"But they're your dogs. And you thought enough to rescue them and make 'em healthy and give 'em a home. Now, that's something worth taking a look at."

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