22 May 2008

May the Fire of Her Devotion Light Their Way


"You know, I'm not as young as I used to be," was her confession. "By the second time you throw the ball, I'm all tuckered out."

I chuckled.

"But I'll tell you what," she offered with a shrug, "While you push that lawnmower, I'll graze on some of the longer pieces to save you some time."

3 comments:

d.l.s. said...

If this is who I think it is, I love her. If not, I still do.

Lindsay Ann said...

I definitely love her. Especially her scraggly tail.

ajn said...

"save the ears!"