Momma's poor baby |
When Jeff saw this photo, his very first question was, "Heidi, how long did Milton stay like that until you freed him?" "Well, gee, Jeff, I don't know... He never once asked for my help!" Our goldendoodle has figured out the important things in life, and loss of a tennis ball is a far greater concern, worthy of a string of alarmed yelps, rather than tied-up paws turning blue from circulation, which you can just calmly wait out until someone takes notice. I wish my own life concerns were as crystal-clear and clean-cut as all this.
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