BAMBAMBAMBAM.
Ray was in my studio trying to get into the closet again. I had finally caved-in and given him one of his Christmas presents, the shrink-wrapped rib bone, just to keep him out of my room. But now, of course, he thinks that the closet is the Pez dispenser of rib bones. I could hear him give a brief whine then wander down the hall to our bedroom.
SCRATCH; he wanted in.
"Go to bed Ray," said Gregg.
Ray gave a deep sigh. No bone and not allowed to sleep with us. I heard him sadly walk to the futon outside our room where he settled himself in.
Life is so hard for the poor, lonely, blind dog.
Just wait Ray, maybe Santa will leave a canine sibling under the tree so you won't be so lonely!! Merry Christmas to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteFunny, I was just thinking that Jean's life would be easier if Ray had a sibling. I hope Santa brings poor, lonely Ray a puppy :-) Merry Christmas, Ray's family!
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oooh doggy pal ? do people know something the rest of us don't ....Seasons Greetings to Ray, Jean,Gregg and felines ;-)) from us over the pond
ReplyDeleteRay would probably LOVE a sibling but unfortunately I would never see my cats again.
ReplyDeleteAnd Merry Christmas to all of you troublemakers!
ReplyDelete"Pez dispenser of rib bones" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA
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