1 Cliff 3:4. And my father dwelt in a tent. 5. And it came to pass that my dog dwelt on the floor.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Dog Days of Summer
I had to take a photo of my dog demonstrating to the rest of us what “the dog days of summer” means when it is heartfelt. It means finding a cool wooden floor around 9am and camping out until it’s time to take a walk around the cool of sunset.
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