she looks like a little black ball of fur, and she is. i think she is pretty comfortable living here. we lucked out when we adopted this ball of fur, peggy london. she's a good puppy, sweet and mostly cute. i think she feels the same about us: good humans, sweet and cute.
growing up, we had every country dog in the book. if there was a stray within a ten mile radius of morrison lane, we fed it and then it ruined moms flowers in the spring, she cursed it (cursing: you stupid dog! roy! come and look what this dog did! not #$%^ cursing. she would appreciate me clarifying) and swore she hated dogs, but still fed them all...repeat times ten for my entire life. but we never had an inside dog, a dog that was mine that i had to take care of---there was millard filmore, yes, but he was outside.
peggy london. so glad we found you.