“Strikes” again… Or maybe I should say slobbers…
I’m sitting quietly minding my own business, Jace is down for a nap, and…
Here comes the ball, and the slobber, and the paw on the leg when I don’t throw it immediately…
These pants were clean when I put them on this morning!
Sigh…
Vito (the wonder dog) is only trying to bless you. Think of it as holy water…
LL- Yeah, holy slobber…
No pants are safe from Vito’s drools
We have two Boxers..we feel your pain on the slobber. Our female slobbers so much Senior wants me to put a bib on her. *sigh* lol
He has saved that slobber up all year just for you!
Ya haven’t been slobbered til Ruby the St Bernard smooches ya…just say’n.
Some would bitch they were hung with a “new” rope. Blessings come as you take them.
+1
WSF, thank you for that. I have never been a religios man. The closest I’ve ever been to God is when a dog licks my face to wake me, or my horse “nipped” me on the shoulder in thanks for a small treat. Blessings my friend.
All- Thanks for the comments.
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