Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Memory Lane

Food was of major importance from day one.
I used to shuffle instead of actually walk, because she was too low to the ground for me to be comfortable.
Most dogs look out the window, Marley prefers to stare straight at me, contemplating any opportunity to lick my face.
Older, but still svelte.
And people wonder why there is black dog hair everywhere.

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