This, as they say, has been the dog's bollocks. I have drunk two large glasses of this tonight, fallen asleep on the said cream sofa in the family room, and been woken up after 30 minutes by Billy thrusting his face into mine, because he wanted to drape himself across my shoulders. Damn him! Oh, the love of a good dog.
In life, there are some defining monents, are there not? This one says it all - all is becoming right with the world!
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