I may have written this before, but just so there are no unnecessary tears, this story does not end with a dead dog. A couple of Mondays ago after a delightful dinner at Dottie’s on Broughton Street, Mark and I turned onto our street to catch a bunch of skinny little legs in the headlights. We slowed down and looked at each other in that way that spouses do when something is about to happen that’s going to completely upend any plans of quietly going home to Netflix and chill.
OMG especially loved this one. Banjo looks like my rescue Nessie. All of our dogs dozens over the years) have pretty much been road side pick ups. Lots of thrown out hunting dogs. We had 5 beagles in the backyard for many years. And no grass🐶 No walking in town. Just out in the country🤣 down to one now, our sweet Nessie -she is we think around 13 years old now
Well dang - you promised no expired pups but I guess you didn't promise no tears... :-)
We're Renegade Parents and are due to add to our pack so I guess we need to look at some fosters.
Delightful read Jessica… ♥️♥️♥️
OMG especially loved this one. Banjo looks like my rescue Nessie. All of our dogs dozens over the years) have pretty much been road side pick ups. Lots of thrown out hunting dogs. We had 5 beagles in the backyard for many years. And no grass🐶 No walking in town. Just out in the country🤣 down to one now, our sweet Nessie -she is we think around 13 years old now