"Wonderful day
to lay out after the horrid winter we've had, isn't it dear? Please tell Olga
I'll be ready for my deep tissue massage at noon, after I finish my martini.
And fetch me that special oil I like. You know, the one with the lavender. . .
. . .Oh!
And Dear! Please tell Andrew to stop putting those little umbrellas in my
drink. For goodness sake, I am no longer a child. . ."
A day in the life of Bojie the Newfoundland |
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