Here's a picture that my sister Lisa sent along of her dog, Cassie, keeping my mom company. As is the case with most Saint Bernards, once Cassie makes up her mind to go in a certain direction the world must adjust on the fly. She's actually sent my sister flying a couple times, including once where she (Lisa, not Cassie) broke her arm. Somehow, however, Cassie gently works around my fragile mother (there's a metaphor there somewhere).
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| Life in the sunny south. |
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