Apparently, Sammy has decided sharks say "rawr." It's probably some variation on an aggressive biting sound, but it's pretty funny nonetheless.
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Apparently, Sammy has decided sharks say "rawr." It's probably some variation on an aggressive biting sound, but it's pretty funny nonetheless.
Give a man a fish, and you've fed him for a day. Let Sammy have the last sips of a Vernor's, leave the can on the table next to a full water bottle, and you've entertained him for a very, very long time.
Sammy spent the weekend with his second best friend Mickey, the nine-year-old Sheltie I got my freshman year of high school. She'll be joining our family as soon as we move into our new home. It's the no.1 reason I'm so anxious to get in there.
1. Brotherly affection.
2. Springtime blooms decorate our evening walks.
3. Sammy makes a mess of feeding himself--a necessity with a new brother.
4. Our dinner Wednesday night: chicken stew with kale, carrots, turnips, etc.
5. Jed is almost 10 lbs (9 lbs 12 oz, to be exact).
6. Our leftover chicken stew with leftover quinoa + steel-cut oats.
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