... telephoto lenses. Grandpa has developed this tendency to sneak up on me at the most embarrassing moments. Like here. I was engaging in a perfectly good backrub, self-administered, and Wham! there's that bright flash again. Shocked me right out of my reverie. I sat up straight and just couldn't get back into the mood again.
Otherwise, life is good. We ate well tonight, and then slept close by as Grandma and Grandpa ate. I think they called it turkey. And dressing. And squash. Actually, I think they called it leftovers.
We're looking forward to bed. In fact, I think I'm always looking forward to bed. It's quality time, big time.
Otherwise, life is good. We ate well tonight, and then slept close by as Grandma and Grandpa ate. I think they called it turkey. And dressing. And squash. Actually, I think they called it leftovers.
We're looking forward to bed. In fact, I think I'm always looking forward to bed. It's quality time, big time.
I miss my mommies. So does Dizzy, when she slows down long enough to think about it.
2 comments:
Ella, you are a darling, and I completely agree about the flash. nasty things. but just think how much happiness and laughter (not at you, dear, with you) you bring to your mommies and me. however, i have a request. do you think you could give dizzy a "guest blog" sometime? i know you are the more literary puplet, but i'm sure dizzy would love to at least tell us about the latest bone she's been chewing... xoE
Ella bella, I agree with Auntie Em; Dizzy doesn't have to write all of the time, of course (lest we distract her from chewing bones and eating), and you can help her with her spelling, grammar, etc.
As for the backrub disruption, try to just pretend you are a supermodel dog on the runway; just rub away. The only drawback of the camera is that it does not capture your melodic grunts....
Your mamacitas still miss you dearly (although your Mommy B has realized that she can no longer blame her penchant for lingering in bed on you two, as she has continued to do it even in your absence! I am sure she is dreaming of you, though). xoxoxoxox, little snorting darlings.
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