"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Federico Calboli
Sunday, September 13, 2015
More Doggage
I hadn't intended to be so profligate, but Rissy is coming into her own.The feral girl is now a still- slightly mad "Mom". She even comes back-- sometimes.
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