Dallas here.
Bet you missed me, right?
Well, I’ve missed you all, that’s for sure, and it’s high time Mama let me take over her blog!
Dallas here.
Bet you missed me, right?
Well, I’ve missed you all, that’s for sure, and it’s high time Mama let me take over her blog!
Dallas here.
Mama is up to her eyebrows writing and web designing, so I volunteered to provide today’s post.
I didn’t tell her, but I know you’d rather hear about me anyway because it’s been a while.
Right?
Dallas here.
I told mama it’s been far too long since I’ve had my say in this spot, but she didn’t seem concerned. Probably too busy thinking of far-away places and good times … without me.
Humph!
I’ll show her. I know the password, and I’ve got things to say.
Dallas here. Betcha missed me, right?
Recently, the dog-walking service called Rover contacted Mama, suggesting she write a post on the etiquette of dog-walking. Huh, like a human knows anything about that!
So I skooshed Mama off her chair and said, “I got this, girlfriend!”
Dogs know ALL about walkies. It’s you humans who don’t know how to walk us without letting us become a nuisance, so listen up:
Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart. ~Khalil Gibran, Lebanese-American poet, writer
Dallas here.
Well, not here, exactly.
More like on the lam. Fled the scene.
Gone.
Best friends don’t necessarily have to talk every day. They don’t even need to talk for weeks. But when they do, it’s like they never stopped talking. ~Author unknown
Dallas here.
Bet you’ve missed hearing from me, huh?
Dallas here.
Since Mama and The Kid (AKA Domer) are off to the movies — again! — I’m manning the computer.