This is a post by my friend, James Petticrew, blogging on xanga.com. Enjoy.
Almost every evening a ritual plays out in our house. After we have had our evening meal and washed up we generally head for the living room with a cup of coffee to relax. As soon as Ann sits down Roxy, our dog, comes and sits in front of her and stares at her, this standard poodle language for get off your rear end and let me out. Read the entire post…
