Well we went for our walk, but it was so hot and humid (humid is mom’s word, we really don’t know what that means) So we only went around the ball park once.
And because of that we still had a little energy left over, so we did our dance. I go belly up and wiggle like a little worm. Brub acts like he is on the prowl and has found a lost little lamb. We then take turns grabbing each other's throats. We even make funny noises. Mom use to think that sometimes we got carried away.
But as you can see, when we are done playing no one is hurt or unhappy. I have to admit as Brub was walking by, I wanted to take a little grab on that leg, but that silly pink thing showed up in my face. It seems like I always get nailed.Here’s to a dry day and may your best friend always be near.
Remember if you can’t find them, we are always here for you,
Love, belly up Annie and Quigley the fierce
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