New girlie, meet old girlie
A familiar scene: an aging, beloved family dog, finding her/his way with the newbie attention hog. Our old girlie, Maxie, has taken the displacement with enormous grace, god love her geriatric bones.
A familiar scene: an aging, beloved family dog, finding her/his way with the newbie attention hog. Our old girlie, Maxie, has taken the displacement with enormous grace, god love her geriatric bones.
The telltale signs of an evening with the grammas*: (1) stickers; (2) stickers accurately placed by one of the grammas (and I think I know which one) on the appropriate states. Part of the geography tutorial? Or on the sly, post-tutorial, because it’s just too fun to resist? *Grammas =
This morning the Little Monkey looked up from her bagel and saw a bird out the window on the deck railing. I said, “Look, sweetie! Do you see the birdie?” To which she replied, “Cal-a-for-nya Tow-hee.” To which I toppled over backward off my chair. Mind you the wee mite