Poor Gregg! Only two cards on his birthday. I guess he must be a friendless orphan. Good job he has got you and the dogs!
I meant two from our household, silly! :)
Run Greg run fast !Let there be cake !cheers, parsnip
There WAS cake! Cupcakes!
Happy Birthday, Greg! When my sister was about four years old, our big brother told her to get him a glass of water. She did. Later, it occurred to him that she couldn't reach the faucet. He asked how she got the water for his glass. She answered truthfully, "From the toilet." That taught him a lesson.Love,Janie
Great story! Haha!
Ha ha. Mine has his on the 28th; I'll have to find him something nice, a lump of beef maybe.
A belated Happy Birthday to Gregg!
There's something about the unconditional love of dogs we all need to be aware of. Mostly where their tongue has been.
So true! :)