Weekly Muddle
When the puppy came to live with us, he was a six-pound bundle of fur and sad eyes. I believed we could make his life wonderful.
Mostly Chocolate Labrador, he responded to our love and care, but even now, he refuses to quit growing.
“Are you feeding that dog fertilizer?” asks the friend who runs-for-his-health through our neighborhood.
Last week, the puppy tipped the scales at 70 pounds …
