Spent all day avoiding painting and then actully doing some painting, so I have little to say, except that this is what it is like walking a bouncy, bouncy toddler-dog and a middle-aged crabby dog who hates rain, wind, and bouncy toddlers. Okay, maybe I fudged a little bit on waistlines for us girls, but you get the idea.
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