As a figure-head back-seat-to-the-girl-dog passenger when Jody takes the girl dog for a ride, the view really never changes that much. Back of the seat, back of the dog, outside the side windows of the truck. Pretty much the same from minute-to-minute. The girl dog reigns supreme in the truck with Jody, and pretty much where ever she is. Last night she was playing with her fluorescent orange squeaky toy, and it vanished into thin air. Or thick air which seems to be the prominent type of air these days at the edge of nowhere. Vanished I tell you. We have turned furniture over, looked under furniture in a five room radius of where the last squeak was heard, and we cannot find that toy. It's gone. But she goes for a ride with no issues at all.We are taking her to PetSmart tomorrow to have her fitted with a harness, since she comes close to choking herself to death when Jody takes her for a walk and she spots a lizard, a rabbit, or some other sort of dragon that she cannot classify.
Deeds, Actions, Changes, DRAGONS, Kindnesses, Whirled Peas, FUN!
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