Our eldest daughter made it home for her Dad's birthday. After a dinner of the birthday boy's choosing, he opened presents with a little help from the boys.
Roy is short for "Rob Roy". Roy is our athletic pup. Absolutely indefatigable--he'd fetch over and over until he keeled over and died. Clever games only frustrate Roy--he yelps and whines until Andy, apalled at his stupidity, completes the task for him. Roy follows Phil around everywhere. When Phil empties the compost. Roy empties compost. When Phil hangs out clothes. Roy hangs out clothes. But Roy, also, likes his laptime.
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Happy Birthday, Phil!
Best wishes,
Barbara
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