Posted in Dogs, Happiness, Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Dinner and Fried Chicken

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We are thankful for these two furry friends. Because of their coloring, our daughter Cara nicknamed Louie (the sheltie) “Thanksgiving Dinner” and Italia (the golden) “Fried Chicken.”

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After my husband let the dogs out on such a brisk, rainy Thanksgiving morning, Italia ran back into our bedroom and jumped right into our bed. This was a big deal, because of her aging body, she hasn’t been able to get into the bed unassisted for months.

I cuddled with her for an extra spell of time. She would have stayed there forever to be pet and loved. Louie, on the other hand, Mr. Thanksgiving Dinner himself, whined for us to get out of bed, so I could continue fattening him up. He basically sees me as the hand that feeds him. It’s all balances out with the unconditional love from Italia.

I’m so thankful toimg_0249 have started out our holiday with extra snuggles.

Hope you had your own special Thanksgiving Dinner (or Fried Chicken).

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Partly Sunny, Clearly Spunky, Always Sincere

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