Injured pride

Poor Theodore, Last Thursday, his manhood took a hit, Today , when I came in from walking to the neighbors to over oay to have my podtage stamp yard mowed, Teddy, my boy, had a flystrip I put up last night wrapped cylinderly around him. Our eyes met! Ashamed at what jumping a hanging flystripContinue reading “Injured pride”

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