Muddling through
Here's the second part of my homework for class this evening. Next week we get to use color.
The dogs are feeling better now, well enough to bark when another dog is in their territory. I never imagined being grateful for barking! For a while there the house was eerily quiet as they slept off their drugs.
Living with Brix is like living with a two-year-old. He's the one who gets into stuff, Demi simply participates after the fact. She's smaller, better behaved, and would never surf the kitchen counter. On the other hand, if he brings down the food she'll certainly participate in the feast!
The dogs are feeling better now, well enough to bark when another dog is in their territory. I never imagined being grateful for barking! For a while there the house was eerily quiet as they slept off their drugs.
Living with Brix is like living with a two-year-old. He's the one who gets into stuff, Demi simply participates after the fact. She's smaller, better behaved, and would never surf the kitchen counter. On the other hand, if he brings down the food she'll certainly participate in the feast!
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