I thought I'd better introduce y'all to a member of my family that plays a major part in my day to day life. His name is Buddy and he's an 85 lb Golden Retriever. This poor neglected friend of mine discovered he likes Pickled Beet Salad...particularly the beets. I was mistreating him like I usually do this evening, sharing my Plum sorbet with him. He has no toys to play with, that is if you can ignore the dozen or so scattered around the living room. If you ever talk to me in person (Like Jean, Lorraine and Sharon have), you'll have to listen to stories about how this poor relative of mine is treated.
Any of y'all have a poor mistreated friend like I do?
Any of y'all have a poor mistreated friend like I do?
Don't wait too long to tell someone you love them.
Billy
Billy