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DOGGIE IN THE WINDOW

I got a text message the other morning......because that's a much faster way of communicating than just talking on the cell phone. Could I make a pit stop around one-ish. To this place?

To pick up JJ, my granddog extraordinaire. No problema! I love being with JJ, he loves being with me. It's not that I'm the only one who has this relationship with him. He loves sleeping with his "big sister" because he can find a pair of underwear to chew on cuddle with her on fluffy comforters. But, JJ knows that I'm the only one who takes him for car rides. His mom and dad have a thing about dog hair on their plush leather seats dog safety. This is how they scalped groomed JJ's coat. After JJ and I get home.....to his house, he stands in front of the kitchen cupboard that has his rubbery man-made pretend pieces of steak cookies, because he knows I will reward him for being a good boy. When it's time for me to leave, I explain to JJ that I have to go, and that I love him.
He is the best listener......
but a sad one, wouldn't you say?

I'm off to see my Friday matinee.......MADE OF HONOR