....and boy, do I appreciate them!!!
It is hard to feel sad when a 3 year old cutie comes in with all her mardi gras beads on and a feather duster in her hand. "Mama, I'm not putting this feather duster in the dogs' eyes. Oh, no. Because that would make them run away to a big city. They would have to ride an elevator up to a room to find a new family. And what would WE do then?"
What, indeed.
