The Blonde one is my really old dog, if she sees there is a plate on the cabinet with scraps, she wheezes and pants until we give up and give it to her.
A Tale of Broken Glasses -
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I knew they were on their last legs. But life has been TOO busy.
To busy for finding a new optometrist who specializes in folks with lower
vision, who ca...
4 hours ago
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