I've been home since Monday but every time I try to start writing....
...this happens:
When I finally get the dogs off me - I'm still riddled with guilty looks:
...this happens:
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| Molly reclining in my arms |
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| Dash bogarting the keyboard |
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| Gir turning his back to me |
I'll keep trying though; they have to sleep sometime.
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