Visions of sugarplums and the Christmas puppy are dancing through your head. Perhaps this is a vision best revisited.
Does the title sound like a Dr. Seuss book? I confess, the hat part I threw in just because.
Priceless! To me anyways. Bridget actually hailed from a breeder in South Carolina, donated to K9 Partners For Life, intended to live her life as a service dog. Due to illness, she was released from that program, works as my right hand dog and is worth her weight in gold.
Whoa, just wait a minute.
Winter: a distant thought on this brilliant fall day in Maryland. Indeed I cringe at the thought of icy roads.