Sometimes I look back on the blissful days when I was the one and only canine in this household.
It was so peaceful and we were all so quiet. Like a meteor hitting the dinosaurs, the arrival of Jaws was enough to exterminate the hardiest of creatures.
I’ve just about survived these two years.
Sometimes I think we are tied together and there is no escape.
It’s very aging all this agro.
The only hope of escape for me is a move to the White House so please consider my plight and don’t vote for anyone but me!
Blessing#1832-Rear View Mirror
Booming Banter 