Last night, my mom asked me if I would take down the fall decorations that were on our front porch. Today, as I picked up the first of three pumpkins to throw away, Maggie started bouncing around and wagging her tail, ready to play. So what did I do? I threw that pumpkin across the yard, and great fun ensued.
I had a bit of a moment the other day when my dad mentioned that Maggie was older than him now in dog years. It's true, she is, but it's not polite to talk about a lady's age. And she's still as playful as ever.
What a pup.
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