Not my mom, she;s long gone.
The mom of my dog and all the other animals we've ever had. She moved in when she was 16. 30 years ago.
40 days in Southern California cleaning up a mess. Cuz that's what she does.
Dog' is ecstatic, I think he actually believed she wasn't coming back.
Now maybe things can get back to normal, and I can get back on my feed again.
Batchin it was fun 30 years ago, but things are different now.
This is just me, happy she's home.
Edited by Chopperhed, July 02, 2015 - 11:41 PM.