I lost.
I am not going to say that it was the fault of rigging. Or the fault of the DEA. Or the fault of the ASPCA.
But...
Those darn cats.
We are in morning. No, we are in evening. As in I will get evening. wid da tats.
This is the story of Bailey, a Golden Retriever who lives in Arizona and works as the Canine in a Professional Partnership in doing therapy for humans. He has a Good Citizen medal and a BIG heart and a WISE brain. Bailey wears the turquoise neckerchief of a canine assisted therapy dog with a royal blue patch. The patch reminds humans that he is a highly trained and a valuable member of a therapeutic team.
Monday, November 14, 2016
Friday, November 4, 2016
Thursday, November 3, 2016
I have to admit, we are getting down to the wire. Nerves are on edge, the banks are on meds for anxiety, and the Canadian brides are lined up at Nogales border crossing.
Nana is calm. Of course she is always calm because who can bear the idea of a Nana being UPSET??
I am calm. I went to the spa, SEE?
I am so stressed that I am SHEDDING!
You are going to vote for me right????
I need this job!
And I think I look presidential...I don't have an email account OR a comb-over. I am the perfect candidate!
Nana is calm. Of course she is always calm because who can bear the idea of a Nana being UPSET??
I am calm. I went to the spa, SEE?
I am so stressed that I am SHEDDING!
You are going to vote for me right????
I need this job!
And I think I look presidential...I don't have an email account OR a comb-over. I am the perfect candidate!
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