SageHill
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Peteyfoozer’s Journey (because journaling’s not enough)
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peteyfoozer
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Got three orders out and to the mailroom. Surprisingly people are order2-3 cans at a time. Glad my labeler is working today, it gave me fits before but I think I have it figured out now, I just plug it in like a photo and the label prints perfectly. Go figure!
The round labels haven’t been and issue other than getting the font I wanted. I finally gave up and just went with what I had.
Boone got a raw chicken leg for breakfast Trying to switch him to raw. He was desperate for cookies and actually picked my kindle up off of the arm if my chair to sell it to me.
The round labels haven’t been and issue other than getting the font I wanted. I finally gave up and just went with what I had.
Boone got a raw chicken leg for breakfast Trying to switch him to raw. He was desperate for cookies and actually picked my kindle up off of the arm if my chair to sell it to me.
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peteyfoozer
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I hope he didn’t just bust all the blades on our mower. All of Boone’s bones are in a pile so he could mow around them. He. Went. Right. Over. It. 
SageHill
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This just doesn't sound like a good deal for anyone but him. 
Baymule
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Take him back where you got him.
murphysranch
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And the "bother" too.
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peteyfoozer
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The lawn was eventually mowed. I would have preferred to let Mister out there every day instead but I can’t fight TheMan.
Today Boone got loose and was terrorizing the ranch dogs in front of one of the owners. Thank God I was able to capture him. I’m not cut out for this…
Today Boone got loose and was terrorizing the ranch dogs in front of one of the owners. Thank God I was able to capture him. I’m not cut out for this…
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peteyfoozer
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The battle for the chair has ended and I am victorious. The loser got a cookie
SageHill
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The expression on Boone's face says it all. He's in agreement with you.
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peteyfoozer
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When I was a child, my dog was my only friend. While all my much older brothers and sisters grew up, got married or just moved away, I was left home with only her for company. She was always there, always ready for whatever I decided to do. After she passed away, I found another life partner in Mo. He slept beside me, ran alongside while I rode my horse, bailed in the car whenever I wanted to go somewhere and waited faithfully on a sidewalk for 3 days once, while I relocated, until I returned for him.
I vowed then, that I would never live a life that took me away from my dog 8 hr a day. Their lives are already painfully short, goodbyes are devastating, and I want to spend as much of their short lives with them as possible.
Giving lessons as an 18 year old kid led me to working at an equestrian center. I started training horses professionally and continued teaching and training after having children, my dog there for all of it
Of all the many things in my life I regret, being around for my dogs isn’t one of them.
When I was left for someone else, a dog was there to help me pick up the pieces. When my boys grew up and moved away, it was the black and white fur I clutched and cried into that kept me going. When indescribable pain forced me to stand aside while life went on for friends and family, my dog never begrudged my need, imposition on his time, my tears or my ranting. As life brought me triumphs and failures throughout the years, there has always been the unwavering and unquestioning love of a dog beside me, and because I trust God, understand that not a sparrow falls apart from His care, that all creation groans as if in childbirth, nothing is wasted. I believe my first step into eternity will be into the company of those dear and faithful hearts that sustained me here on earth and even look forward to that day.
I vowed then, that I would never live a life that took me away from my dog 8 hr a day. Their lives are already painfully short, goodbyes are devastating, and I want to spend as much of their short lives with them as possible.
Giving lessons as an 18 year old kid led me to working at an equestrian center. I started training horses professionally and continued teaching and training after having children, my dog there for all of it
Of all the many things in my life I regret, being around for my dogs isn’t one of them.
When I was left for someone else, a dog was there to help me pick up the pieces. When my boys grew up and moved away, it was the black and white fur I clutched and cried into that kept me going. When indescribable pain forced me to stand aside while life went on for friends and family, my dog never begrudged my need, imposition on his time, my tears or my ranting. As life brought me triumphs and failures throughout the years, there has always been the unwavering and unquestioning love of a dog beside me, and because I trust God, understand that not a sparrow falls apart from His care, that all creation groans as if in childbirth, nothing is wasted. I believe my first step into eternity will be into the company of those dear and faithful hearts that sustained me here on earth and even look forward to that day.
