Rizzo can’t even take a good poopin’ because the wind blows him over before he’s finished. *sigh* I love the cold but the wind and the rain isn’t helping matters.
Thankful for Rizzo. He makes me happier. A handful, yes, but having him “love” me unconditionally, having someone to come home to, best feeling. Plus he has such hilarious moments. Single forever. Dog lady right hurr.
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