That is the cutest dog ever! (Oh, and Ginger's really cute, too.) Hahaha! Seriously, though, that's funny about the purple plastic dog. Where does he live? You should take him on vacation and take a bunch of pictures of him in front of different landmarks and send them to his "mom."
It rained here on Monday and Zelda flat-out refused to go out in it. She kept asking to go out, but I'd open the door, she'd look at the rain, and then she'd look up at me accusingly, as if she were saying, "Turn the damn shower off now!" I think she held it all day long and when she finally went, she promptly came in and shook the water off all over my bed. Ah, dogs. Got to love them!
Jenny, the purple dog lives just down the street from us. When Ginger was a baby, she was scared of it. She wasn't in the least big intimidated by real dogs (no matter how big or woofy), but that plastic dog really freaked her out.
Wendy, I am becoming an expert on all different sorts of crappy weather, given that we can't just let Ginger out to go potty. I have found myself out slogging around in weather I used to think suitable only for sleeping.
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