December 18, 2010
My daughter (see pic with cat, taken some time ago) is mad about animals. For her 18th birthday she begged for a border collie, which she found herself after some work on the Internet etc etc. Said dog is Marley, who took her time to be convinced that you didn’t just squat and do your business whenever the urge took you.
Anyway, Marley is now past the puppy teething stage, but she was obviously bored (and a little cross that we have left her to her own devices a little too long) for we got home to a white Christmas the other night. All around the Christmas tree were drifts of white bean bag beans. She’d done a wonderful job opening the zip on the bag and tossing cheer all about the room. We are still picking beans up all throughout the house.
Marley. The gift that keeps on giving.
(I would show you a photo of the event, but the cord for the camera seems to be missing — fodder for another blog!)leave a comment