Our vacuum is close to the floor tonight. Makes us wonder if her day is filled with rest. We've been trimming, that face. Yikes. Our groomer is on maternity leave. October, we trim Carlee's face and tummy, 'stand still please, nope, no walking, come back' I think we did well. Our bearded lady. A happy hound. See me! Treats were involved.
We have added a few items to Carlee's wardrobe, a hanky hangs like Buster's Christmas red bowtie. Think small cape. Constant scratching, this doesn't impede vision and scratching slows for a bit. Wardrobe. No malfunction.
Dark diminishes eyesight. We add the leash on the way out the door, giving assistance up the three steps into our home. Two weeks later, she waits. She stops to sniff and wait for her new friend in the yard, 'are you coming?'
This weekend, Christmas lights to deck railing. Simple string of white that levitate in the night.
Saturday December 7th is our last batches of dog treats baking for the year. We will sell out our inventory, starting again in January 2020. Since we are jumping ahead, mark your calendars, we will be at the American Legion on Saturday, January 25th from 10a-3p. Lunch will be sold and served. That, is always lovely.
Golly, its time for last out. Wrapping up, help those that cross your path that need help. We will do the same. Thanks to all that stopped by Zonta, always nice to see your fur in photos. Good night friends.
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