Shep can't stay at home with me, because I can't truly take care of him, so he goes to daycare. No days out for us. No walks. No nothing.
No daycare pick-ups, so no daycare dogs either. Like everything else with this accident, I have to learn to adjust.
My shadow. Kind of.
Shep is always around, but sort of keeps his distance. He doesn't bolt at the walker, but doesn't approach me as he was common. I know it is a lot going on.
Archived Georgia.
This has to be from at least three weeks ago.
Shep will come and join me on the bed, but a lot of the time 710 has to be there as well.
I'll take it anyway I can.
Virginia and Henry. These three are pack animals. Love it.
Song by: Brian Eno
2 comments:
Fuzzy cats, fuzzy legs.
Nephew has very sexy legs
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