If I Have Nothing to Say, Then Why Say It?

I just can't think of anything to blog about or to link to today. I am pretty wiped out this weekend for some reason or other.

I really think Duffy is "just what the doctor ordered" for Sam and me. It's been great to have him around. He is still very puppylike in his behavior, and he and Sam the Chihuahua haven't had a single fight. Sam hasn't even growled at him once during Duffy's three weeks here.

Apparently somebody had adopted him right before I did, but he had to be returned to rescue because he was afraid of the woman's husband for some reason or other. But as long as I can have him, I will keep him.

My brother took these pictures since Duffy refuses to let me take a picture of him except if I catch him completely offguard:


No comments:

Featured Post

The Good Die Young: James Dobson (1936-2025)

 One of the leading figures of the religious right of the past fifty years, Dr. James Dobson, 89, reportedly died today.  No cause of death ...