One year ago today The Girl called Shalon and Grammie were at the humane society. There was a brown and tan cocker spaniel in one of the jails. Grammie says to The Girl called Shalon, "isn't he cute. " The Girl called Shalon being the instigator of most things evil says to Grammie, "why don't you get him." To make a long story short the brown/tan cocker dog came to our home. His name is Dawson. More like Dawson Dingle Dog is you ask me. He still has that goofy deer in the headlights look most of the time. He has been here with us for a year now and still has trouble figuring out how to get outside. I don't know how many time Foley and I have shown him the dog door. Anyway, Here's to you Dawson on the day of your jail break. Maybe by next year you
will have figured out what is going on, but we don't hold much hope.