White Whine

I was going to come home and write. Well, walk the dogs and write. I took the dogs to a park. Della does okay without her leash. She doesn't run away. This is a good thing. Lily, on the other hand, finds every crack available and escapes. We played. They are fun. Sort of. At least fun until Della starts chewing on Lily's feet.

(what were we thinking?)

White wine. Interesting thing on Everybody Love's Raymond: Marriage, some times you hate each other, but the things is you just plow through. You just plow through.

White Whine

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