Last Thursday, my best friend Janet, calls me at my office in a panic. Seems as though her two daschunds , Tommie and Scarlett had escaped their back yard AGAIN, and were out wandering in the neighborhood.
The two dogs are like her children. Since she works in Little Rock, about 25 miles away, she calls and asks if I could go to her house, and call for them, and look around the neighborhood. She could not get off work for at least an hour and she was afraid they would get run over. Now, she
The two dogs are like her children. Since she works in Little Rock, about 25 miles away, she calls and asks if I could go to her house, and call for them, and look around the neighborhood. She could not get off work for at least an hour and she was afraid they would get run over. Now, she