Tracy S. Morris

Quirky Mysteries, Screwball Fantasy and Sassy History

Dogs, food, word count (not all at once)

Little Man and The Queen met tonight.  They seem to be getting along fine.  If totally ignoring one another counts as fine.   Still, they’re dogs, so as long as there is no snarling and growling, it’s all good. Little Man also turned a summersault in my lap today.  I was scritching his ears, and he […]

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