I use baby gates to keep my dog in the back part of my home with me at night. (She wanders out and gets confused and then panics..its part of the dementia) so every morning, out ritual is Mr Smitty wakes the Missus, the Missus wakes the Big Dog and we parade down the hallway together...when we get to the gate, Mr Smitty the limping kitty turns into a human 5 year old and leaps over it, and turns around to see if I saw it....lol. Its is so damn cute...
Old Dog and I follow him once gate is removed...and our day begins..
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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