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A Kibble Jar
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Hu-Dad's Latest Musing
Our Hu-Dad shares the latest updates on his writing projects, the books he's reading, and other details in random musings posted on his website. You can check out his novels there as well.
Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Togetherness sometimes offers the comfort and joining of strength the Pack needs when things get rough. Stay united, Herd!
BOL – Monty waits until someone leaves – he loves the warm spot they leave behind!
Sam
Sharing can have its rewards…on a cold day! 🙂
You guys in The Herd are so lucky to be allowed on the chesterfields. The only place me ‘n Ice are allowed on is the hu-Mom & Dad’s bed. It’s nice and comfy, and we both like to “cuddle” with the hu-Mom after the hu-Dad leaves for work in the morning, but we have to sleep on the carpet in the livingroom, we’re not allowed on the loveseats. Oh, ‘cept if the hu-Mom is in her recliner, and puts the footrest up, then we jump onto her lap (one at a time) for a bit of cuddling, too!