RL was kind enough to buy a portable heater for the basement...my favorite place to hang out, in case you've forgotten. She came down tonight to turn it off and woke me up from a nap in front of it. I liked both the heat and the soft noise. She says I live the life of Riley. I don't know who he is but he probably has a heater too.
My friend, Riverlark, always calls me crazy, but could a crazy dog write their own blog? I don't think so. I've been here almost 3 years and it's a pretty good gig. I get string cheese a couple of times a day and my best friend forever (BFF) lives next door. They have the best water and dog treats around. Riverlark (RL for short) says I'm pretty strange, but you can be the judge.
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