Pookie sleeps twenty three and a half hours a day. There really is not a whole lot to do when you are an 18 year old dog, having a happy, peaceful Autumn of your life. BUT, if I leave her alone, for more than two minutes, the garbage will still , even at this late moment, be overturned. There is a little bit of spunk left yet , and chicken bones to be crunched.... 
The Anglican Yenta's at their Thursday Morning Kaffee Klatch....
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