It hurts
The family is buckled up in the car and we’re ready to do a little grocery shopping. Typically I lean over and give Aline a little peck before we head out. She leans in, turns her head and says: It hurts to look at you. Good thing I don’t take …
Lately Walter the Farting Dog has been great bedtime reading. How can you go wrong with a dog that has gas . . .
